Post by Neville Longbottom on Oct 10, 2011 1:20:38 GMT
Character Quote: "I'll join them when all hell freezes over."
Name: Neville Longbottom
Age: 17
OC or Canon: Canon
Year in Hogwarts: Seventh year
House: Gryffindor
Blood Status: Pure-blood
Wand: Cherry, 13" Unicorn Hair
Strongest class at Hogwarts: Herbology
Physical Description: Neville is a tall boy with brown hair and a roundish face. He is lanky and has somewhat large front teeth and has brown eyes
Uniform: Somewhat sloppy, always wears shirts untucked and sleeves rolled up.
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Family: Frank and Alice Longbottom (parents)
Personality: During his first few years at Hogwarts, Neville was somewhat shy and clumsy, and very forgetful. But as he progressed through the school years, he began to show signs of courage and undoubtful loyalty. He tends to be quiet most of the time, but he isn't afraid to speak out for what he thinks is wrong or injust. He is very dedicated to the DA and resents all of the Death Eaters at Hogwarts.
History: After his parents went insane, Neville was sent to live with his grandmother. He developed very low self-esteem because he was constantly told by her that he would never live up to his parents' reputation.
After going to Hogwarts, he slowly learned to build up his confidence through his classes and own perspective. He even fought in the Battle of the Department of Mysteries during his fifth year attending school. From that point on he became a special part of the DA which revealed his inner leader. He now attends Hogwarts in his seventh year.
Sample: While almost every student was fast asleep by now, Neville was up scribbling madly on a piece of parchment. He had been staying up late rearranging dates for the DA meetings, since it was getting harder to attend with the death eaters snooping around the school now. He dropped his quill, his hand aching from writing. He let out a long sigh. It had been so much easier when Harry, Ron, and hermione had been here. They always had things under control, and everything just seemed to go smoothly for them.
But now they were gone, and everything had been left in his hands. Well, Ginny and Luna's technically, but that didn't stop him from feeling the massive weight on his shoulders. He looked out his window at the empty black sky. It seemed almost like the stars had vanished for a long time now. As much as he didn't like to admit it, Hogwarts' future was depending on him. And he was depending on it.
Name: Neville Longbottom
Age: 17
OC or Canon: Canon
Year in Hogwarts: Seventh year
House: Gryffindor
Blood Status: Pure-blood
Wand: Cherry, 13" Unicorn Hair
Strongest class at Hogwarts: Herbology
Physical Description: Neville is a tall boy with brown hair and a roundish face. He is lanky and has somewhat large front teeth and has brown eyes
Uniform: Somewhat sloppy, always wears shirts untucked and sleeves rolled up.
Picture:
Family: Frank and Alice Longbottom (parents)
Personality: During his first few years at Hogwarts, Neville was somewhat shy and clumsy, and very forgetful. But as he progressed through the school years, he began to show signs of courage and undoubtful loyalty. He tends to be quiet most of the time, but he isn't afraid to speak out for what he thinks is wrong or injust. He is very dedicated to the DA and resents all of the Death Eaters at Hogwarts.
History: After his parents went insane, Neville was sent to live with his grandmother. He developed very low self-esteem because he was constantly told by her that he would never live up to his parents' reputation.
After going to Hogwarts, he slowly learned to build up his confidence through his classes and own perspective. He even fought in the Battle of the Department of Mysteries during his fifth year attending school. From that point on he became a special part of the DA which revealed his inner leader. He now attends Hogwarts in his seventh year.
Sample: While almost every student was fast asleep by now, Neville was up scribbling madly on a piece of parchment. He had been staying up late rearranging dates for the DA meetings, since it was getting harder to attend with the death eaters snooping around the school now. He dropped his quill, his hand aching from writing. He let out a long sigh. It had been so much easier when Harry, Ron, and hermione had been here. They always had things under control, and everything just seemed to go smoothly for them.
But now they were gone, and everything had been left in his hands. Well, Ginny and Luna's technically, but that didn't stop him from feeling the massive weight on his shoulders. He looked out his window at the empty black sky. It seemed almost like the stars had vanished for a long time now. As much as he didn't like to admit it, Hogwarts' future was depending on him. And he was depending on it.
