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It's the beginning of the new year at Hogwarts. New teachers and new students abound, but there are many more who are returning. Some are dreading it, just wanting to get it over with and move on with their lives. Others are eager to return, finding peace and solace within the walls of what has always been their home.

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Timothy Mcluhan
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Timothy Albert Mcluhan
« Thread Started on May 10, 2011, 4:22pm »

[ Full Character Name: ] Timothy Albert Mcluhan
[ Character Gender: ] Male
[ Country of Citizenship: ] London, UK
[ Wand type: ] 7 inches, unicorn hair, rosewood
[ Date of Birth : ] 12 years old

[ First Year Preference: ] Second Year
[ Second Year Preference: ]
[ Third Year Preference: ]

[ Physical Character Description: ] This young boy has captivating blue eyes, and usually shortly cropped brown hair. He is not a lot bigger than his younger sister, and although he is made fun of for this now, he knows that eventually he will grow up big and strong.

He has a contagious smile that lights up his eyes, and is the epitome of boyish. He has rather long and dark eyelashes for a boy, and when he’s not showing off his illusory charm, he can be seen making funny faces at teachers and peers alike, acting more like a five year old than someone more than twice that age.

Timothy is a scrawny kid, and what he lacks in size he makes up for in spirit. Perhaps his thin nature is due to the fact that he’s always moving. Twitching his leg in class, running to and from classes, running and yelling when it’s time to eat, although he argues that most boys do shout when food is mentioned.

[ Personality Character Description: ] Timothy is a twelve year old boy with only sports on his mind. His favourite sport has been, and always will be baseball. His first year at Hogwarts didn’t go very smoothly when he tried his luck on a broom stick. “I already have a stick between my legs, I don’t need another one!” He exclaimed to his Quidditch Professor, which got him into heaps of trouble.

This boy has always been a bit of a charmer, and although he’s young, he will probably end up being quite handsome as he grows up, making his charm even stronger. Timothy can usually wiggle his way out of trouble, only to be caught in it again and again.

Timothy is protective over his younger sister Martha, who he fondly calls Marty. She is unusually smart, and although he’ll always tease her about her knowledge of rocks or astrology, Tim would do anything in the world to protect her. His dad has instructed him to do so once she receives her letter to Hogwarts, something about boys being vicious.

Girls are strictly friends in Timothy’s eyes, and although some are pretty to him, most of them are weird. It’s annoying to him to get his cheeks pinched and for girls to tell him he’s cute. He’s rather confused by this and has been told that one day he will understand.

Timothy is not shy in the slightest, and is quick to make friends. He has almost no temper, unless you directly insult him or his family. His learning is average, but he never stops talking. He’s quick witted and funny, which only adds to his charm.

[ History: ] Compared to his younger sister, Timothy developed his magic at a later age, almost weeks before receiving his letter. It was firmly believed by his parents that he may not get into Hogwarts, as his mother was a muggle and his father a wizard. They wouldn’t love him any less, but they were a bit relieved when he received his letter. A life without magic for the boy would make things difficult to explain to him later.

Timothy has always had a tonne of energy, and he’s often hard to keep up with. His sister has always been his built in play mate, and they share everything, except his baseball bat. He’ll never admit it, but he misses her when he’s at Hogwarts, and although he has lots friends to keep him occupied, it’s just not the same. Marty is the only cool girl in Timothy’s eyes.

His parents are the only adults he truly respects, along with some teachers at Hogwarts, yet these change so much that it’s hard to pick favourites. He knows his parents will never change, and they show him respect in return. He believes that they treat him like an adult, although there are some things that they keep secret in order to protect him.

His father never speaks about his father, Timothy’s grandpa. It would seem that there is a secret there that Timothy has yet to unveil, and the young boy can’t figure out if this is a good thing, or bad.

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[ Pros and Cons: ] Active, charming, protective, and witty would sum up Timothy’s good behaviours and attitudes. This doesn’t mean that he’s always this way, but rather what he is typically like. This should be obvious though.

Family secrets, naive, and sort of dumb, Timothy isn’t the smartest bulb in the bunch. However, he has time yet to grow into who he wants to become, as he’s not ever a teenager yet and has much left to learn about life.

[ Role Playing Example: ] I’ve been RPing for some years now.

Timothy was at it again – beating trees in the Forbidden Forest with branches that had fallen down. The last time he did this was with his wand, and that meant he needed to get a new one. Wands usually didn’t last long in the hands of a young lad with nothing better to do, and not a lot of skill to use it with. He could just hear the voice of his mother in his head, “Come on now Timothy, just how many wands do you think you’re going to go through at Hogwarts?” Timothy grinned as he recalled his reply, “Maybe one a year.” He promised himself that if he couldn’t do proper wand work by the time he was thirteen, then there was no point in going to a magic school. Thirteen seemed so old.

Thirteen year olds were interested in girls, not because they really were; they only pretended to be so they could talk about them with their friends. It seemed that his older friend’s imaginations evaporated alongside their interest in sports, which was replaced with girls. Not that there’s anything wrong with girls... Tim thought to himself, although he could think of a few things he didn’t like. Most girls thought he was adorable. He was once asked by Brian, his best friend, why he didn’t get kisses from girls. In Timothy’s opinion, he could have them.

Smiling as he reached a particularly small tree, Timothy couldn’t wait to be a teenager. Adults took teenagers more seriously and there was so much more stuff to do! For now, he would enjoy beating the tiny birch tree that no one could see him doing. “If trees could talk, then this one would be screaming...” Timothy said to the tree, beating it with a stick that came from a tree. It was almost maniacal; to think that a twelve year old still couldn’t get past his young years. But he wanted to hand on to make believe just a little while longer. Not everything that existed in the magical world, was enough for young Timothy.

A devious smile cropped on to the boy`s face, and he began running towards the Green Houses. He wasn`t particularly fond of plants, as was displayed moments ago, but why settle something that couldn`t fight back? If Professor Martel decided to pop in, then Tim would say he was working on homework, or something. That man was usually in the Green Houses, it’s like he didn’t have a life or something.

Stepping into the first house, Timothy spotted a twitching purple bush, and he ran up to it. It smelled quite good, and the young boy suddenly felt bad about wanting to punish a creature that really didn’t deserve it. “I’ll save this for the Slytherins...” He said to himself, holding his beating stick at his side thoughtfully. He had never seen a plant like this one before. Why was it shaking? “Are you alright?” He asked the plant softly, and it stopped shaking.

Puzzled, Timothy put his face closer to the plant to get a better look, when suddenly it made a popping noise, and exploded into many confetti like bits, leaving a wonderfully pleasant fragrance in its wake. As luck would have it, someone decided to visit the Green House at that moment, and Timothy turned to the new comer with purple covering his young face.

“I swear I didn’t do anything I wasn’t meant to.” He said to whoever was there as he rubbed his eyes so he could see properly. Maybe he should have beaten the thing, especially if it was going to get him into trouble anyways.

« Last Edit: May 10, 2011, 5:08pm by Timothy Mcluhan »

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