Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

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→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Christoph Alexander Grey

Birthday: October 31st

Hometown: White Chapel, London

Bloodline: Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one): Charms

Magical Weakness (pick one): Conjuring/Summoning

Year (pick two): First Year

Biography:

Christoph Alexander Grey is a Pureblood Wizard whom was born Eleven years ago to Thaddious and Vivian Grey. Raised in the Pureblood lifestyle he was pushed through typical things like etiquette and the like, his mother Vivian being a stickler for such forms of politeness and insisting they be drilled into him from a young age. He's been tutored in a handful of things prior to beginning his schooling which he hoped to be soon. These things include the basics of potions and light charms work as well as other things. He has a fascination for Divination and has read a couple books on the subject.

Though his parents seem to smother him with affection when they're around their respective careers and social lives keep them busy and Christoph has grown up with mostly House Elves for company in his hours of loneliness. Something he, despite not being the nicest child and having a rather cold and aloof demeanor, hopes will change when he starts school.

→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request: Slytherin

Personality:

Christoph is smart, Cunning, and Ambitious. He's small and young which causes people to underestimate him and forget that he's had certain things drilled into his head from birth. He's antisocial to an extent, mostly due to his extensive fears of rejection and betrayal. After years of growing up really only able to rely on himself it's a difficult habit to break. He doesn't wish to make friends only to discover later they've stabbed him in the back or disappeared entirely. So for the most part with the exception of a small few he sticks to making Allies instead of friends. Acquaintances that will benefit him and help him achieve whatever he may desire after graduation.

Christoph can be nice and friendly but only when it suits him or he believes it to be the right course of action. Due to his calculating nature he's also rather manipulative as he has a tendency to try and control those around him in a subtle and almost unnoticeable manner. If by some miracle someone does actually befriend him though, he's extremely loyal and protective. Unless they do something to ruin the friendship they've found a friend and Ally for life. Has a head for potions and charms.

Appearance:

Christoph is a relatively tall for an Eleven yea old. It's one of the reasons along with his sharp tongue and ways with words he's often mistaken as being older than he is. He has a mop of brownish hair and is of lean stature. He's in decent shape due to regular exercise and has the beginnings of a runners build. He also has a small birth mark on the side of his neck hidden by his hair shaped almost like a bird.

→ RETURNING STUDENTS.
Note: This section is only for students who have been previously played at Hogwarts. Please see here for more information about Castle Dropouts levels/how many levels you are eligible to claim.

Link to your last levels request (if you never posted one, link to your last accepted student application): Not Applicable

Number of New Levels Requested: Not Applicable

New Levels Request: Not Applicable

How your character kept up with their studies: Not Applicable

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character. Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions, not Evangeline's or Hugh's. 

Option I:

The dungeons. A place eleven-year-old Evangeline had not yet traveled since her arrival at Hogwarts.

A place she really was just fine with not knowing; but it was too late. The dare had been accepted, even if it had been done in fear of being kicked out of Gryffindor, like the older girls had said she would because Gryffindors were supposed to be brave.

The air changed instantly when she hit the main corridor of the dungeons. The dampness was almost too much for her and she instinctively took a deep breath to avoid the sensation of being suffocated. There was also a sour burning smell which Evangeline assumed was from many, many Potions lessons.

Further and further she walked, her steps so slow and gentle they made no noise against the stone walls and floor. The feeling that she wasn't alone crept up her spine and raised the tiny hair on the back of her neck. Shivering, Evangeline wrapped her arms around herself. Suddenly, she missed the warmth and comfort of the Gryffindor common room. The fire was always going and it made her feel at ease.

Why had she let those girls talk her into this? She was only eleven, she didn't have to be brave. Surely the Headmistress would not kick her out of Hogwarts for not being brave.

If only she had these thoughts while being dared to search for the ghost of one Emma Birch, whom supposedly haunted the dungeons. It was not, Evangeline had learned, the place where the sixteen-year-old girl's life had ended but as she had been from the house with a snake as its mascot, it was the place her spirit had returned to. That common room was down here somewhere, she'd been told.

Something - the small blonde girl wasn't quite sure what - but something made her stop in her tracks suddenly. There was a low, dull thumping noise. Or maybe that was her heart beating so loudly she thought it was coming from outside her body.

"H-h-hello?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.

Remembering that she was supposed to be brave, Evangeline tried again.

"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"

The sound of her own words bouncing back at her off the walls made her jump.

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Option 2:

That rat of his was in for it now.

The gray little rascal had disappeared from his clutches at breakfast. Again.

Before Hugh even knew what was happening, Merlin had shot across the floor, somehow managing to avoid all the feet walking across the hall and had escaped through the open doors.

Which meant that Hugh was now stomping through rows of flowers and other various flora, searching for the small creature. It was like the rat knew Hugh was allergic to most flowers. Merlin always chose to run to the gardens whenever he got away from Hugh. It was as if the rat did not want to have him for an owner.

Hugh had named his pet Merlin because he had hoped the powerful name would give the rat more incentive to be more than a rat. Not that he expected Merlin to change into a wizard or anything, but rats were just so...useless, for the most part. With a name like Merlin, Hugh thought it might give the rat purpose.

The only purpose Merlin seemed to have was getting away from Hugh as often as possible.

As the fifth year trudged into the second row of flowers, not taking much care to avoid trampling the first row, he felt the first sneeze building up pressure in his nose and behind his eyes.

"You blasted rat! Where are you?"

He pulled apart a section of bright red flowers; he didn't know what they were called because he despised flowers, and ducked his head low to peer into the depths of the flowerbed. It was moving closer in proximity to the flowers that finally did it. Hugh took in three great breaths and then let out an almighty sneeze. It was strong enough to disturb some of the dirt on the ground before him.

Groaning, he stood up again and wiped his nose on his sleeve. It was as he was turning his head, his nose running up and down his arm, that movement in his peripheral vision caught his attention. Normally one who preferred to put his best face forward, Hugh was a bit embarrassed to be caught wiping his runny nose on his robes.

Nevertheless, Hugh put on his best haughty voice. albeit a bit thickly with his plugged nose and said, "Can I help you with something? It is not polite to stare."

Response:

Christoph found that he liked the Dungeons. They were peaceful and he was able to ignore some of the more rambunctious students in Hogwarts by retreating there. But sometimes even though it was rare, someone would come looking in the Dungeons for whatever they thought they might find. How was he to know what for? This particular time he heard a voice. It was clear the girl was frightened but Christoph wasn't some white knight and he definitely wasn't some Gryffindor. He slowly walked out into view with a bored expression on his face as if the girl meant very little to him.

"What are you doing down here?" He asked in a tone that implied that he didn't really care. More than anything he was irritated about his quiet time being interrupted. "Surely you know that you aren't supposed to be wandering around alone..despite this being a school there are plenty of dangers one could stumble on. Wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you." He added once again, his tone betraying the fact that he wouldn't particularly care if she was dissolved by some dangerous potion or eaten by a Devil's Snare.

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