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H A R R I N G T O N
H A R R I N G T O N
D O S S I E R
Name: Apollo Harrington
Aliases: Polly
Age: 15
Birthday: November 25, 1968
Birth Place: Kensington, England
Gender: Male
Blood Status: Muggleborn
House / Year: Ravenclaw / Fifth Year
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Wand: Sycamore, Dragon Heartstring ( sibling core to Artemis), 14 1/2”, Slightly Springy Flexibility.
A P P E A R A N C E
Height: 170.1cm
Weight: 56.7 kg
Build: Twink
Eyes: Green
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Skin Tone: Tan
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: None
Typical Outfit: Apollo uses a simple charm to help adorn his school robes. Attaching embroidered patches that resembled the all seeing eye, as well as the evil eye, one on each side of his sleeves. The bottoms of his robes are embellished in a similar color style as the two eyes, lavender, blue, and white; giving them a more Greek style. When not dressed in school robes, Apollo favors knitted sweaters, double breasted trench coats, leather boots, and khaki pants.
P S Y C H O L O G Y
Intelligent ◇ Arrogant ◇ Creative ◇ Ruthless ◇ Ambitious ◇ Stubborn
Apollo is a student whose passion drives him to the verge of perfectionism. His admiration for Newt Scamander has driven him to to want to achieve similar heights. Taking a path similar to a Curse Breaker but without the aid of the Ministry. He longs to learn about the different cultures, their ways of magic, history, and magical items that may be hidden away in tombs, caverns, or other such sites. His ambition can tend to get the better of him at times, having him push more than he should in order to obtain the goal he wants.
Sexuality: Asexual
Relationship Status: Single
Fatal Flaw: Overconfidence
Hobbies: Tarot readings, D&D, Reading
Patronus: Wolf
Animagus: Wolf
Amortentia: Old leather, mint, limes, cucumbers.
Mirror of Erised: Apollo, standing there holding his own published book on ancient cultures and magical origins.
Boggart: Artemis Dead
Dementor: The times he’s had sensory overload, the guilt he’s felt his brother feel, the years of feeling he was insane.
M A G I C a n d K E E P S A K E S
Core Classes:
- Astronomy - 4
- Charms - 5
- Defense Against the Dark Arts - 5
- Herbology - 3
- History of Magic - 5
- Potions - 3
- Transfiguration - 3
Electives:
- Ancient Runes - 5
- Divination - 4
- Advanced Flying - 3
Talents:
- Legillimens
- Can tie a cherry stem with only his tongue
- Patronous
Possessions:
- Wand- Sycamore, Dragon Heartstring
- Bag
- Tarot Deck
- Bag of Bones
- School Books & Supplies
- Chocolate Frogs
- Sherbert Lemons
Dormitory:
- Pet - Red Tabby named Scamander
- Broomstick - Clean Sweep 3
- Vinyl Record collection
- Record Player
- Wizarding Card Collection
- Crystal Collection
- Tea Pot and Kettle
- Mirror
- Telescope
H I S T O R Y
How did you come into your magic: During Summer one year, when Apollo was eight, he had caught a rather nasty case of the flu. He lay there in bed shivering, sweating, and for the most part silent as a mouse. His head was spinning with not only the virus coursing through him, but also the myriad of voices swimming through his mind. His brothers worry, his mother's fretting, and his father's concern; it was all getting to be a bit too much. Luckily his mother and brother stepped outside, going to fetch him some medicine. His father left the room to let the boy sleep and with that some of the voices died down. However, the fever still persisted and every once in a while when Apollo winced in pain, strange things would happen that no one would see. The window to his room would flap open and closed, sometimes shattering and then repairing itself. His father rushed in but saw nothing amiss, dismissing it all as if the stress of the situation was getting to his head.
General History:
As early as the twins could remember, they were rarely apart. The twin sons of James Harrington and Olivia Harrington, the Harrington twins grew up in a world full of myth and magic, at least the muggle variety. Olivia Harrington, maiden name Evans, was a well known archaeologist, assisting Barry Cunliffe in his excavation of the Roman villa the Fishbourne Palace in west Sussex and assisting the University of Jerusalem's Yohanan Aharoni in excavating Cave no. 8 (Cave of Horrors), that worked out of King’s College in junction with the British Museum on several Greek history exhibits.
James Harrington grew up in a family of historians. Like his mother, he inherited a deep seated curiosity and a sense of adventure. His father developed a focused mind and the fiery determination that drove him through her school years, despite a variety of financial and emotional setbacks, and landed him graduating from Oxford University with his Doctorates in Greek history. He caught a full time position at the British museum as a museum curator and would eventually ascend to director while maintaining a part time lecture at Oxford.
An event at the British Museum brought them together, a showcase of the many artifacts that British explorers have brought back from their travels. The pair collaborated on the Greek section, working long hours with little time for other social interaction, but like they often said, it was a match made in heaven. The pair quickly fell in love, their busy schedules complimenting each other well, and married a few years later. When they discovered they had twins, one boy and one girl, they decided on their names immediately: Apollo and Artemis. They painted blue wolves and dolphins and pink dancing bears, an homage to the source of their names and a blend of modern and ancient imagery.
Only to be wrong. In a surprise twist, both babies came out male. The first one, named Apollo, was born fifteen minutes before his brother and the parents kept the name, pacified by a nurse who assured them it sounded unisex enough. The tired but ecstatic pair returned home when Olivia was released, only to realize they needed to make some adjustments. The clothes and toys were returned and replaced but the nursery stayed the same. Painting was a chore neither parent wanted to go through again so soon.
The twins were inseparable, going everywhere together. Their speech facilities developed much slower than expected, to the bafflement of most doctors. They could comprehend as well as any child their age, possible even better, but they seemed reluctant to put those ideas into words and when they did speak, it was almost incomprehensible until 4 years old when they made sudden leaps and bounds past the standard development. It pleasantly baffled their parents and the pair set out on catching up the twins on an appropriate level of education.
The reason was, in fact, the pair displayed magic incredibly early. The twins were both Legilimens, wizards with an instinctive knack for the Legilimency spell. The pair practically lived in each other’s heads and lack of driving motivation for speaking between the pair heavily impacted their speech development. It wasn’t until they realized not everyone could hear others thoughts that they stepped out of their heads, partially, and interacted with their peers.
They were still mostly silent at home and until the age of seven, the pair struggled to differentiate between the ‘inside voices’ and normal voices. Even once they did, it still wasn’t unusual for them to babble in response to an unwitting stranger’s thoughts. Their parents chalked their impromptu conversations to imaginary friends and encouraged their active imaginations. It was that trait that first drove both their parents into Greek History and it made them proud that their children also displayed it. But as time went on and the conversations turned darker and the twin’s supper questions more uncomfortable, the Harrington’s had to admit that possibly their children were a tad touched.
During Summer one year, when Apollo was eight, he had caught a rather nasty case of the flu. He lay there in bed shivering, sweating, and for the most part silent as a mouse. His head was spinning with not only the virus coursing through him, but also the myriad of voices swimming through his mind. His brothers worry, his mother's fretting, and his father's concern; it was all getting to be a bit too much. Luckily his mother and brother stepped outside, going to fetch him some medicine. His father left the room to let the boy sleep and with that some of the voices died down. However, the fever still persisted and every once in a while when Apollo winced in pain, strange things would happen that no one would see. The window to his room would flap open and closed, sometimes shattering and then repairing itself. His father rushed in but saw nothing amiss, dismissing it all as if the stress of the situation was getting to his head.
After an accident that had occurred while Apollo was sick in bed, Artemis regressed to the silence he maintained when the twins were younger and Apollo took the role of the pair’s mouth. Guilt wormed its way through his brother, eating Artemis alive as he blamed himself for the accident after overhearing a short lived thought that if only he’d been less annoying. Of course, the thought was dismissed as quickly as it came as completely unreasonable, she couldn’t shift the blame on him when it was her fault for taking her eyes off the road anyways, but the damage was done. Artemis sunk into his depression, barely sleeping through the night and avoiding other people as much as possible.
Apollo struggled then as well. Apollo often got overloaded with voices, struggling to keep himself out of other’s thoughts, and when Artemis started having nightmares and crushing guilt, it was a snapping point. He frequently stopped in the middle of public areas and crouched, covering his ears and trembling until it stopped. Or he could become irritable and confrontational, devolving into temper tantrums when everything became too much. Olivia and James had little option but to have a doctor see them, entering family therapy on a recommendation.
It was a rough climb back to some semblance of normalcy but family therapy helped. The therapist,Although a muggle, their therapist picked up on the twin’s “highly empathetic natures”, noting that Artemis felt the accident was his fault and that Apollo was anxious about the growing rift in his family. Olivia and James were horrified to hear this but it was the largest step the family managed and with the help of carefully controlled medications, the pair managed to smile again and feel comfortable in their own home. Their grades and friends returned and life seemed to go on with the occasional episode.
And then the ministry official appeared, Hogwarts letters in hand. Their parents accepted it in about five seconds flat, a barrage of questions that had the man wide eyed. But he could also explain that the conversations the twins had, the voices they spoke to, and the things they did were all very real. Their parents, still dealing with the aftermath of the crash, kept their thoughts well in order despite the initial discomfort of knowing their thoughts were not as hidden as they’d assumed. Apollo and Artemis could barely contain themselves, the younger one dancing around the house ecstatically as he screamed at the top of his lungs and Apollo gaped at the man and then promptly fainted.
When he finally arose from the shock and glee of knowing that not only was he not insane, but that he was in fact a wizard, Apollo was over the moon. They told the twins the next stop would be Diagon Alley. The family was led through London, as the ministry official explained some of the finer points about this arrangement. He took them to a location that was placed between a large bookshop and a record shop. The “muggles”, as they were informed non-magicals were called, didn't seem to notice the pub; it was as if only those with magic could.
They quickly moved through the local and into a back alley where Apollo closely watched the mans every movement, tapping certain brick which made the whole wall disappear and rearrange into a massive archway. It was real, it was all real. The twins looked around with much excitement when the ministry official mentioned they had to go to Gringots first, prompting many questions from both the twins. The prices of their school books and necessities were quite a lot, double the supplies double the price. So the twins opted into sharing some of the books. Apollo insisted he read all the material before the start of the semester as well as took it upon himself to copy down some of the books verbatim over summer; he insisted it helped him learn the material.
After all the supplies had been gathered, there were only two shops left to visit, Olivanders and a Pet Shop. The twins bolted into the wand shop, eager to get their hands on their first wand. An old man with silvery white hair approached the young boys, his eyes shining like two moons that could pierce one's soul. Taking out a tape measure, he began to measure the twins, although it wasn't quite him doing the measuring as much as the tape was doing it on it's own. With a wave of his hand the tape stopped and collapsed to the floor as the elderly man brought over two boxes, pulling out the wands and handing them to the twins. He quickly snatched them away before muttering “that's not right.” And going back to fetch more.
After about 4 pairs of wands he finally pulled out two very dusty boxes, it seemed as though they'd been there for ages. He gave Apollo a wand exclaiming it was Laurel, with Dragon Heartstring , 14 1/2", Whippy Flexibility and Artemis was handed one that was Sycamore, with Dragon Heartstring , 14 1/2", Slightly Springy Flexibility. Just as the twins were about to wave their wands Olivander told them to wait, grabbed the wands and switched the owner's so that Apollo had the Sycamore and Artemis had the Laurel, “Proceed” he said. So the twins both waved their wands, Apollos gave off blue sparkles and bronze swirls, it felt warm in his hand and just right. Olivander told the twins how their cores were unique, brother cores taken from the same Dragon, twin wands if they would.
Apollo spent the time leading up to the first semester, reading all the books, transcribing them into journals which he titled with the books titles. He quite enjoyed the views of an author, a Newt Scamander, and thus decided to name his Red Tabby cat that they had purchased him, Scamander. It was a quiet time before the semester started, for all intents and purposes. That would change however once the school year began.
The train ride was pleasant enough, Apollo and Artemis met a girl named Mary. She occupied the train cart with them while Apollo sat in the corner rereading one of his books. Saying out loud, yet to himself, ”Ravenclaw or Slytherin, neither sounds too bad…” all of a sudden he heard a voice inside his mind, it was presumably Mary's which simply stated that “Slytherin was fine, if you're a bad person.” Apollo straightened up a bit saying a touch louder ”I think Ravenclaw is the best fit for me.” closing his book and making a mental note to inquire about the Slytherin house later.
Finally it was time for the sorting ceremony, Apollo was so excited to see what house he was going to be placed in, and was overjoyed when the hat shouted RAVENCLAW! That is, until his brother went up to the hat, it proclaimed to the whole school HUFFLEPUFF! and Apollos heart sank. He'd never been apart from his twin, this was going to be a rough few years. As time passed he and Mary became close, the reign of a Dark Wizard known as Voldemort, threatened the very livelihood of the twins and thus they persuaded the professor to teach them some defense against the rising threats, as well as a way to help the twins stay in communication when apart. Apart from basic defensive spells, they were also taught how to summon a Patronous. They used this as a means to send messages back and forth from one dorm to the other, as well as incase of a Dementor attack.
Their first year there was rough. Being apart from his brother, only to see him in shared classes or when learning was not in session. He got a few odd glances from the witches and wizards in many of his classes, as he not only had the textbook required, but also had a typewritten copy for him to underline and annotate as needed, because who would dare write in a book? He often helped to proofread his brothers homework, so that he would learn and keep good marks; meanwhile Mary, who happened to be in his house, would help him with Transfiguration while he helped her in Defense against the Dark Arts, classes Apollo excelled in the latter while Mary excelled in the former.
This symbiotic relationship continued into their second year. The twins finally managed to get the Patronous Charm down after a full year of extra studies with Professor Flitwick, a renowned charms teacher. Theyd send messages to each other, ensuring the other was safe as well as helping to fill the loneliness of being apart for so long. The drills for safety during the war that waged became more and more worrisome for Apollo. So much so that in class his Boggart appeared as Artemis, sprawled across the floor dead, his yellow robes tainted with blood. Poor Artemis had to view this sight as well and cast Riddikulus faster than Apollo could snap back. This became one of the biggest drives for Apollo to dive straight into the world of Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts harder than he did before.
A new year marked new beginnings for all. Celebrations were held throughout the world, including the muggle world as well. Talks of Voldemort's defeat spread fast, and many rejoiced in the news; others however mourned the loss of loved ones and helped to clean up messes that were left behind in the wake of war. The twins received a letter from the family owl that was kept in the muggle world in Kensington. Their parents asked if the whispers were true and if they were still safe. They informed them that as far as they knew it was true, but that they had friends lose loved ones in the process. It would take time to reach some semblance of normality again.
By his fourth year Apollo was back to his old self. He still studied Charms and Defenses, knowing that he may need them one day; after all “tis better to have and not need than to not have and need” he'd always say.
James Harrington grew up in a family of historians. Like his mother, he inherited a deep seated curiosity and a sense of adventure. His father developed a focused mind and the fiery determination that drove him through her school years, despite a variety of financial and emotional setbacks, and landed him graduating from Oxford University with his Doctorates in Greek history. He caught a full time position at the British museum as a museum curator and would eventually ascend to director while maintaining a part time lecture at Oxford.
An event at the British Museum brought them together, a showcase of the many artifacts that British explorers have brought back from their travels. The pair collaborated on the Greek section, working long hours with little time for other social interaction, but like they often said, it was a match made in heaven. The pair quickly fell in love, their busy schedules complimenting each other well, and married a few years later. When they discovered they had twins, one boy and one girl, they decided on their names immediately: Apollo and Artemis. They painted blue wolves and dolphins and pink dancing bears, an homage to the source of their names and a blend of modern and ancient imagery.
Only to be wrong. In a surprise twist, both babies came out male. The first one, named Apollo, was born fifteen minutes before his brother and the parents kept the name, pacified by a nurse who assured them it sounded unisex enough. The tired but ecstatic pair returned home when Olivia was released, only to realize they needed to make some adjustments. The clothes and toys were returned and replaced but the nursery stayed the same. Painting was a chore neither parent wanted to go through again so soon.
The twins were inseparable, going everywhere together. Their speech facilities developed much slower than expected, to the bafflement of most doctors. They could comprehend as well as any child their age, possible even better, but they seemed reluctant to put those ideas into words and when they did speak, it was almost incomprehensible until 4 years old when they made sudden leaps and bounds past the standard development. It pleasantly baffled their parents and the pair set out on catching up the twins on an appropriate level of education.
The reason was, in fact, the pair displayed magic incredibly early. The twins were both Legilimens, wizards with an instinctive knack for the Legilimency spell. The pair practically lived in each other’s heads and lack of driving motivation for speaking between the pair heavily impacted their speech development. It wasn’t until they realized not everyone could hear others thoughts that they stepped out of their heads, partially, and interacted with their peers.
They were still mostly silent at home and until the age of seven, the pair struggled to differentiate between the ‘inside voices’ and normal voices. Even once they did, it still wasn’t unusual for them to babble in response to an unwitting stranger’s thoughts. Their parents chalked their impromptu conversations to imaginary friends and encouraged their active imaginations. It was that trait that first drove both their parents into Greek History and it made them proud that their children also displayed it. But as time went on and the conversations turned darker and the twin’s supper questions more uncomfortable, the Harrington’s had to admit that possibly their children were a tad touched.
During Summer one year, when Apollo was eight, he had caught a rather nasty case of the flu. He lay there in bed shivering, sweating, and for the most part silent as a mouse. His head was spinning with not only the virus coursing through him, but also the myriad of voices swimming through his mind. His brothers worry, his mother's fretting, and his father's concern; it was all getting to be a bit too much. Luckily his mother and brother stepped outside, going to fetch him some medicine. His father left the room to let the boy sleep and with that some of the voices died down. However, the fever still persisted and every once in a while when Apollo winced in pain, strange things would happen that no one would see. The window to his room would flap open and closed, sometimes shattering and then repairing itself. His father rushed in but saw nothing amiss, dismissing it all as if the stress of the situation was getting to his head.
After an accident that had occurred while Apollo was sick in bed, Artemis regressed to the silence he maintained when the twins were younger and Apollo took the role of the pair’s mouth. Guilt wormed its way through his brother, eating Artemis alive as he blamed himself for the accident after overhearing a short lived thought that if only he’d been less annoying. Of course, the thought was dismissed as quickly as it came as completely unreasonable, she couldn’t shift the blame on him when it was her fault for taking her eyes off the road anyways, but the damage was done. Artemis sunk into his depression, barely sleeping through the night and avoiding other people as much as possible.
Apollo struggled then as well. Apollo often got overloaded with voices, struggling to keep himself out of other’s thoughts, and when Artemis started having nightmares and crushing guilt, it was a snapping point. He frequently stopped in the middle of public areas and crouched, covering his ears and trembling until it stopped. Or he could become irritable and confrontational, devolving into temper tantrums when everything became too much. Olivia and James had little option but to have a doctor see them, entering family therapy on a recommendation.
It was a rough climb back to some semblance of normalcy but family therapy helped. The therapist,Although a muggle, their therapist picked up on the twin’s “highly empathetic natures”, noting that Artemis felt the accident was his fault and that Apollo was anxious about the growing rift in his family. Olivia and James were horrified to hear this but it was the largest step the family managed and with the help of carefully controlled medications, the pair managed to smile again and feel comfortable in their own home. Their grades and friends returned and life seemed to go on with the occasional episode.
And then the ministry official appeared, Hogwarts letters in hand. Their parents accepted it in about five seconds flat, a barrage of questions that had the man wide eyed. But he could also explain that the conversations the twins had, the voices they spoke to, and the things they did were all very real. Their parents, still dealing with the aftermath of the crash, kept their thoughts well in order despite the initial discomfort of knowing their thoughts were not as hidden as they’d assumed. Apollo and Artemis could barely contain themselves, the younger one dancing around the house ecstatically as he screamed at the top of his lungs and Apollo gaped at the man and then promptly fainted.
When he finally arose from the shock and glee of knowing that not only was he not insane, but that he was in fact a wizard, Apollo was over the moon. They told the twins the next stop would be Diagon Alley. The family was led through London, as the ministry official explained some of the finer points about this arrangement. He took them to a location that was placed between a large bookshop and a record shop. The “muggles”, as they were informed non-magicals were called, didn't seem to notice the pub; it was as if only those with magic could.
They quickly moved through the local and into a back alley where Apollo closely watched the mans every movement, tapping certain brick which made the whole wall disappear and rearrange into a massive archway. It was real, it was all real. The twins looked around with much excitement when the ministry official mentioned they had to go to Gringots first, prompting many questions from both the twins. The prices of their school books and necessities were quite a lot, double the supplies double the price. So the twins opted into sharing some of the books. Apollo insisted he read all the material before the start of the semester as well as took it upon himself to copy down some of the books verbatim over summer; he insisted it helped him learn the material.
After all the supplies had been gathered, there were only two shops left to visit, Olivanders and a Pet Shop. The twins bolted into the wand shop, eager to get their hands on their first wand. An old man with silvery white hair approached the young boys, his eyes shining like two moons that could pierce one's soul. Taking out a tape measure, he began to measure the twins, although it wasn't quite him doing the measuring as much as the tape was doing it on it's own. With a wave of his hand the tape stopped and collapsed to the floor as the elderly man brought over two boxes, pulling out the wands and handing them to the twins. He quickly snatched them away before muttering “that's not right.” And going back to fetch more.
After about 4 pairs of wands he finally pulled out two very dusty boxes, it seemed as though they'd been there for ages. He gave Apollo a wand exclaiming it was Laurel, with Dragon Heartstring , 14 1/2", Whippy Flexibility and Artemis was handed one that was Sycamore, with Dragon Heartstring , 14 1/2", Slightly Springy Flexibility. Just as the twins were about to wave their wands Olivander told them to wait, grabbed the wands and switched the owner's so that Apollo had the Sycamore and Artemis had the Laurel, “Proceed” he said. So the twins both waved their wands, Apollos gave off blue sparkles and bronze swirls, it felt warm in his hand and just right. Olivander told the twins how their cores were unique, brother cores taken from the same Dragon, twin wands if they would.
Apollo spent the time leading up to the first semester, reading all the books, transcribing them into journals which he titled with the books titles. He quite enjoyed the views of an author, a Newt Scamander, and thus decided to name his Red Tabby cat that they had purchased him, Scamander. It was a quiet time before the semester started, for all intents and purposes. That would change however once the school year began.
The train ride was pleasant enough, Apollo and Artemis met a girl named Mary. She occupied the train cart with them while Apollo sat in the corner rereading one of his books. Saying out loud, yet to himself, ”Ravenclaw or Slytherin, neither sounds too bad…” all of a sudden he heard a voice inside his mind, it was presumably Mary's which simply stated that “Slytherin was fine, if you're a bad person.” Apollo straightened up a bit saying a touch louder ”I think Ravenclaw is the best fit for me.” closing his book and making a mental note to inquire about the Slytherin house later.
Finally it was time for the sorting ceremony, Apollo was so excited to see what house he was going to be placed in, and was overjoyed when the hat shouted RAVENCLAW! That is, until his brother went up to the hat, it proclaimed to the whole school HUFFLEPUFF! and Apollos heart sank. He'd never been apart from his twin, this was going to be a rough few years. As time passed he and Mary became close, the reign of a Dark Wizard known as Voldemort, threatened the very livelihood of the twins and thus they persuaded the professor to teach them some defense against the rising threats, as well as a way to help the twins stay in communication when apart. Apart from basic defensive spells, they were also taught how to summon a Patronous. They used this as a means to send messages back and forth from one dorm to the other, as well as incase of a Dementor attack.
Their first year there was rough. Being apart from his brother, only to see him in shared classes or when learning was not in session. He got a few odd glances from the witches and wizards in many of his classes, as he not only had the textbook required, but also had a typewritten copy for him to underline and annotate as needed, because who would dare write in a book? He often helped to proofread his brothers homework, so that he would learn and keep good marks; meanwhile Mary, who happened to be in his house, would help him with Transfiguration while he helped her in Defense against the Dark Arts, classes Apollo excelled in the latter while Mary excelled in the former.
This symbiotic relationship continued into their second year. The twins finally managed to get the Patronous Charm down after a full year of extra studies with Professor Flitwick, a renowned charms teacher. Theyd send messages to each other, ensuring the other was safe as well as helping to fill the loneliness of being apart for so long. The drills for safety during the war that waged became more and more worrisome for Apollo. So much so that in class his Boggart appeared as Artemis, sprawled across the floor dead, his yellow robes tainted with blood. Poor Artemis had to view this sight as well and cast Riddikulus faster than Apollo could snap back. This became one of the biggest drives for Apollo to dive straight into the world of Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts harder than he did before.
A new year marked new beginnings for all. Celebrations were held throughout the world, including the muggle world as well. Talks of Voldemort's defeat spread fast, and many rejoiced in the news; others however mourned the loss of loved ones and helped to clean up messes that were left behind in the wake of war. The twins received a letter from the family owl that was kept in the muggle world in Kensington. Their parents asked if the whispers were true and if they were still safe. They informed them that as far as they knew it was true, but that they had friends lose loved ones in the process. It would take time to reach some semblance of normality again.
By his fourth year Apollo was back to his old self. He still studied Charms and Defenses, knowing that he may need them one day; after all “tis better to have and not need than to not have and need” he'd always say.
E X T R A S
Character Quote: “‘Tis better to have and not need than to need and not have”
Theme Song: Hungry Like The Wolf
Anything Else: Ravenclaw OUaT Post
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R E L A T I O N S
A P O L L O H A R R I N G T O N
"Rules are meant to be taken into consideration"
⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ ⭐Likes ⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣
Hufflepuff
💙 Georgina 💙
"If she's good with Artemis she'sgood with me"
- Seen her around Artemis first year, helping him, and immediately gained some respect because of that.
- Much like others, he didnt fully meet her till his second year.
💞 Artemis Harrington💞
"Ofcourse I think he's Aces, hes my brother."
- Extremely proud of his brothers prefect status
- Means the world to him from Moon and Back.
Ravenclaw
💜 Mary Winthrop 💜
"Shes so wizard! Well, I mean shes an actual witch but...you know what I mean."
- Their meeting on the train was like destiny. Her mind immediately helping him learn things one wouldnt from a book.
🌓Andre Egwu 🌓
"He sure knows his way around a broom, but I fear Madys got him beat."
♨️💀 Zelda Flynn 💀♨️
"Right git that one. I'd say shes lost the plot."
- Overheard her say rude remarks towards Mary, sparking immediate disdain
- Thinks she gives Ravenclaws a bad name.
Slytherin
😈 Paige Atwell 😈
"Gag me with a spoon."
- Her want to be a Curse Breaker helped spurn the rivalry between them.
- Her Death eater family tends to make others nervous, but having glimpsed I side her head he knows she strives to distance herself from that very image.
🙇 Barnaby Lee 🙇
"You can'thelp but feel sorry for the chap"
"You can'thelp but feel sorry for the chap"
- Legilimency is a curse and a blessing...but that poor boys life is a curse.
- He may of done bad things in the past, but it's his actions now that should be judge.
👹 Merula Snyde 👹
"She'such a Betty who needs more than a baggin to put her in her place."
- Actively avoids at almost any cost.
- One of the few people Apollo doesnt mind hexing from time to time.
- Will fight if she goes after Apollo or Georgina.
💛 Elizabeth Flame 💛
"Bit of an oddball, but seems alright"
- I'd heard rumours she flirted with me, that preposterous I'd think I'd know.
Gryffindor
💛 Madalyn Crane 💛
"The most bogus way to meet someone, but it lead to a bitchin' flight instructor and friend"
- They first met at the library thanks to Artemis's antics and Apollos quick charm work.
- After the fall of You-Know-Who, Apollo finally loosened up a bit to attend a quidditch match. That's where he saw Madalyne play, asking her to instruct him on more advanced flying techniques.
💛 Fae Mintfree💛
"An Amped Airhead with more darkness than a dementors kiss.
- Its hard to not want to help her when you've seen the things I have.
- Has Jinxed more than one student in order to break up a fight between her and them.
