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5 yrs ago
Current Lets change this status for once. Still always down for potter stories, but branching out! Started a new year with a new writing journey. Should be interesting.
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8 yrs ago
I'm sort of an addict for Harry Potter. If you ever want to do an RP... I will be down almost 99% of the time. :D
11 yrs ago
RIP Alan Rickman, best actor for the best character.
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Art didn't feel all that hungry when his father mentioned going out to eat and he smiled happily when it was suggested they go out to a midnight supper. He was very tired and he knew his eyes were drooping. He felt his hair get ruffled and he shot another tired smile at his dad before he plopped slowly up the stairs, his feet dragging a bit against the woodwork. He yawned and covered his mouth with his hand and then collapsed right into his bed, instantly asleep even before his head hit the pillow and he started snoring softly and well, rather cutely.

He slept for a good five hours, and it was the best kind of sleep, dreamless and instant REM. Art felt recharged and much better than he had earlier. He blearily stumbled to the bathroom and relieved himself before jumping into the shower and putting the water onto Ice Cold and washed his body quickly. Without even thinking he walked back to his room naked and began dressing in a simple outfit of a Hollister Shirt and designer jeans. He messed with his hair a little and then went to go find his dad. He smiled when he saw him in the living room and collapsed into his lap. "Hey Dad, I'm ready when you are..." He curled his body up and sighed as he settled his head on his dad's thigh.
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Moving officially sucked was the only thought from ten year old Art's mind. He slowly walked around his new 'home' touching the different wallpaper and glancing at the familar and yet foreign furniture they had brought with them. He sat down in his own lazy boy chair and closed his eyes, he had gotten plenty of sleep on the way to the new home but he still felt tired, he supposed since he helped move things inside was the main reason.

As he sat he wondered what he would be doing had they still been at home... Or rather their old home. He smiled sadly as he thought of his normal routine of coming home, grabbing some lemonade and then tearing back outside and up to his best friends house to play video games and generally be stupid and silly boys. Right after he would come back home, eat supper with his dad, finish his homework and then tucked into his bed. It was all so normal and regular but now it was going to be so different, the same but different all at the same time.

He was actually just dozing off when he heard his name being called and he smiled, his father was still able to put a smile on his face no matter how iffy Art was feeling, he loved the man more than anything in the world and it was for his sake that he was trying hard to get used to the situation and new move as quickly as possible. He jumped out of the chair and hurried himself through the welcoming foyer until he could see his father standing near the stairway. Art slowly headed up to him before stopping right at his side and smirked up at him. "Yes dad?" His voice and hair would tell the story of his attempted foray into dream land while his eyes and brightening expression would tell how happy he was to have his dad right beside him.

He was shot back to a few weeks ago when there was a very bad thunderstorm near the House. Art doesn't -do- thunderstorms, in fact he's more afraid of thunderstorms than most pets are and he can get so bad that he occasionally will become more or less a 6 year old mewling like a kitten. He knew his dad was a bit strict on some things and could be quite gruff but he always seemed to be there for Art when he needed it the most and that was what was important.
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Name: Chandler Martin Prewett
Age: 13

Appearance:


House: Gryffindor
Wand: Cypress wood, 12 inches, Manticore Stinger core (heirloom wand), reasonably springy.

Personality: Calm, cautious, and manipulative Chandler thrives in experiments where he's allowed to use his mind. He is exceptionally smart and a born tactician along with a gifted politician. He lacks a very strong social life however and instead counts on his twin to cover that for him. He comes across at first glance as a weakling hiding behind his brother and by the time you realize your mistake it's very often to late. Chandler is a great Quidditch Chaser but his true strength lies in practices where he comes up with insanely complex strategies and maneuvers. He's a natural bookworm and even when 'socializing' a book is never to far away.

Bio: Chandler grew up in Prewett Mansion all alone except for one other person, his twin brother Isaac, the two boys were practically born joined at the hip and that closeness followed them throughout their entire childhood. Their parents were hardly ever around the House instead preferring to stick to politics and parties instead of their Children, however the two were 'shown off' to friends and co-workers to impress them with amazing children and the two were expected to always do whatever requested of them during those times. The two were also expected to practice non-verbal wand movements or magic-less incantation uttering to get an edge in their classes.

This life was the normal routine for both boys until they turned 11 and received the letter every magical child dreamed about. Outfitted with the best clothing and accessories available the two Prewett boys were shipped off to the school via the Hogwarts express. As soon as they arrived Chandler was viewed as a weakling and coward, but only until Isaac glared at them which made then promptly stop. The sorting for the boys went very... Interesting with Isaac being sorted into Gryffindor, even more interesting was the almost forty minute sorting of Chandler and the eventual placement of Gryffindor as well, no one, not even the headmaster know what was said during hat time to this day but Chandler was a Slytherin to the very bone and it had taken quite a bit talking in order to follow his brother . The year passed easily for Chandler who excelled in every class that required a wand and it's usage while easily passing the other duller subjects as well. He was an amazing student, one of the top of his class and his true nature was being hid more and more and he was teased behind his (Isaac's) back as being a nerd and geek, and even weak. He let them think all of those things while gaining more and more knowledge of the Dark Arts. He would spend hours after school in a secret extra class with the Charms teacher who was a Championship Duelist and family friend.

The Second Year went quite like the first, the only difference was that both Chandler and Isaac also joined the Quidditch team, both boys being quite good flyers. For Chandler however it went a step further and he was constantly with the Captain coming up with new plays and like always standing in the back. He was a well liked and well loved student who no one would ever suspect of doing a single thing wrong...

Now in Third Year Chandler is looking to start making a name for himself in the Slytherin House and start showing his true Green and Silver colors, as well as continue his advanced dueling training and advanced combat spells while making sure he stays near his brother at all times, who helped him stay off the radar and covered his glaring weaknesses which was a lack of social skills and hate of just about everyone.

Plotting: Everyone but himself and his twin are potential enemies and he will be very cautious of then all. He will almost always let his twin talk for the both of them unless he to considers the person he's talking to as a friend which would take a good deal of work. Bookworms in general will have a lot in common with him and Quidditch players he at least respects.

Family: The Prewetts are an old pure blooded family, noble and well respected. Chandler is one of a pair of twins who arrived at the castle in the same year.
Isaac looked across his cousin to Chandler, cracking a grin. "Do you hear the foul falsehoods of a serpent, dear brother?"

Chandler had almost yelped and cursed the person who dared to touch him like that but relaxed when he saw who it was. He rolled his eyes as he was hugged around the shoulders and shot a glance over to Isaac that seemed to say 'She's blocking you'. He then heard his brother actually speak and Chandler figured he might as well make conversation, even if he hated it. "I hear it all right, insane mutterings and all."

From among the loose crowd of students milling about the grounds, in the general direction of the castle, Evangelina di Diavolo emerged. Isaac had the vague inkling that the girl was related to him, but he wasn't sure in what way. Not very closely, in any case. She was a rough and tumble kind of lass, and Isaac liked that about her, Chandler for his part had just finished scoping out a few of the new arrivals that had came up from the carriage and then turned his body to see Evangelina. He tilted his head slightly and his eyes took in her stance, her voice, and where her eyes went during the conversation. He was at some location in the family tree related to this girl and while some people would take that to mean they could trust them, Chandler knew better and knew sometimes you had to keep family on an even tighter leash than fresh friends.

"Ciao, Isaac! Why did you bring your sword to school with you?" she asked, amused, "Are you going to get into a fight with someone? I should have brought my own saber - we could have dueled on the house tables for the entertainment of the Headmaster."

At the mention of the sword Chandler smirked to himself and listened to his twin speak. He wore no weapon on his hip and was one of the only boys in the crowd who didn't in terms of purebloods. He personally didn't think he needed it, his command of Magic and talent for fighting gave him all the protection he needed with the Wand. Not that anybody knew that, they saw him as a quiet bookworm who did good in theory not practice. He wondered if this would be the year he showed them all, and if so what that would mean for him and his brother.

Isaac gave her a different sort of smile than the one he had for his twin. "Well, Eva, sometimes you pick a fight, and sometimes the fight picks you."

I need some Harry Potter 1x1's.

I need this, and i'm really honestly up for anything but the following list is what i'm currently craving.

Draco x Harry
Scorpius Malfoy x Albus Potter (Next Gen)
James Potter x Albus Potter (Next Gen - Bit fluffy brotherly love)
Snape x Harry
Snape x Draco
Harry x Lucius

Any of the Marauders or next gen really...

PSA: If you have a really cool plotline LET ME KNOW because I love building a world and story with my partner!

I am also looking for some additional fandoms. Looking for a
Jude x Connor from Fosters AKA Jonnor.

PM ME and we can work on some plots to go with the pairings!!! :)
Gisk, I'll PM you tonight. :)
Wow, lots of Black Family Members. =p
So, how is everyone doing? Excited?
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