Post by godric aurelius gryffindor on Aug 25, 2011 19:07:05 GMT
| [atrb= border, 0, true][cs=2][bg=080808] MINISTRY OF MAGIC DOCUMENT | |
| [bg=252525] [/style] | [bg=252525][style=overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 300px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; color: #909090; line-height: 100%; background: #252525; ] FULL NAME: godric aurelius gryffindor GENDER: male DATE OF BIRTH: august 14th SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual CURRENT RESIDENCE: hogwarts castle CURRENT OCCUPATION: co-founder of the school HOGWARTS HOUSE: gryffindor (if he'd been sorted) BLOOD STATUS: pure blood WAND: 11" black walnut wood, phoenix tailfeather core PERSONALITY: well, i like voicing my beliefs, especially the ones i hold about muggle born students. i happen to like them, too. i don't favour them, but i'm certainly not prejudiced like another man that i happen to know. i like being a wizard, however, and i am glad that i've played a big part in founding a place for all of the wizards and witches to learn their magic. i suppose that means that i like that fact. i like to duel, and i like animals, especially lions, and women too, but i've mentioned that before. i like company, and i like to talk. i like students who stop and chat, and i like it when people like me. after all, who wants to be hated? i don't like people who misuse magic for their own gain, or in any other way eithier, really. i don't like it when people say that muggle born wizards and witches aren't as good, have you seen that granger girl? she was the brightest witch of her age, and where was she from? yes, we hear things as paintings, you know. i also don't like carrots. no particular reason, i just never liked them much, that's all. i'm good at duelling, judging character (most of the time) and coming up with bright ideas when they're needed. (think; the sorting hat, yep, used to be mine.) i'm bad at saying 'no' to the people i care about, appearing impassive when i have a strong emotion about something, and i can be a little too proud. i'm scared that i will lose all that i care about, and i'm scared that i will have to watch my beloved school crumble and fall apart. BACKGROUND: my father's name was eadred and i was very close with him. he's dead now of course, just like me, i suppose. that's a weird thought isn't it? i don't know how old he was when he died, but it was a long time ago so you cannot blame me. my mother's name is emma, and like myself and my siblings and my father, she is also dead. it is quite sad to think about really, but then it is something that i came to accept a long time ago. i also had a brother, his name was salvius, and he is also dead. i'm starting to see a pattern in this tale. i don't know his age either. i have no other significant relatives that i know about, as everyone i knew is dead, and i didn't live to know of children and descendants of myself. maybe there is one of them in hogwarts. i hope so, that would be nice, but i cannot be sure. i never had any children, that i know about anyway, and neither did my brother. i was born in godric's hollow, although it wasn't named that at the time. i am honoured that they named it after me, however. we lived in england until i was eight years old, and then we moved to africa, away from the witch hating muggles that populated england. i am sorry to say that they burned whoever they discovered to be magical, but they were scared, and i understand, they were protecting themselves from something that could be a threat. it could be. we didn't have a magical school around back then, and so if we were not taught to control our magic, it could be dangerous to anyone who happened to be in our way. it is sad really, but that was the way it went. i am grateful in a way, though, because the experiences i had in africa were eye opening. i got to watch animals first hand, especially the lion prides, they were my favourite to watch. my mother and father would worry that i would get hurt, and my younger brother was too young at the time to come with me, but they were beautiful. the way they moved captivated me, and my curiosity only grew from there. i was called 'adventurous, curious and mischievous' as a child, and i like to think that these are traits tha i have carried through into adulthood. i love to learn new things and see new places, and i cannot turn down an adventure. it would be a wasted opportunity if i did say no, after all. my parents said no, though, but i used to sneak out to see the animals sometimes anyway, as i was unable to resist. my father tried to be strict, but it was hard for them to say no to me. he had taught me magic anyway, although at times i did convince him to skip out on lessons, and we just had fun and joked around instead. he was lovely, my father, and i wouldn't be who i am now had he not been in my life and shaped me into the man that i am today. i owe that to him. he made me feel like i could do anything and he taught me to always follow your dreams. it is from him that i got the idea of creating a magical school, and that was a dream that i followed until it became reality. it was both his dream and my own, and i was proud to create that for him, although he never got to see it. at eighteen, however, i felt like africa had shown me all that it could, and i left my home and my family to travel back to england in search of an enchanted forest that i had heard stories of. i found it near the village of hogsmede, which was practically empty at that time. i hoped that i would meet more magical people, and hopefully, a witch that i could love. instead i met my match in a man, who was called salazar slytherin. he equalled me, i thought, in adventerous spirit, and he quickly became my best friend. i told him of my dreams to create a magical school, and he agreed and was excited at the prospect. soon, helga hufflepuff came along, and not long later, i met rowena, and the four of us were inseparable. together, we created the school that myself and my father had dreamt of. i took the bravest of students into my house, and called them my gryffindor's. salazar's adventerous spirit, however, wasn't that after all. i had misjudged him, he just had a strong will to do everything for his own gain. selfish. i argued that we should accept all pupils who showed signs of magic, pureblood or otherwise, but salazar didn't like it, and so he left, but not before creating something to wipe the muggleborn witches and wizards out of my beloved school. thankfully i didn't live to see that, and neither did he. |
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GODRIC GRYFFINDOR | OVER ONE THOUSAND | FOUNDER | RYAN REYNOLDS | EMMA
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