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about your character. Full Name: James Sirius Potter Nicknames: Jamie Family: Father: Harry Potter Mother: Ginny Potter nee Weasley Brother: Albus Severus Potter Sister: Lily Luna Potter Bloodstatus: Half-Blood. Date of Birth: June 16, 2004 Date of Death or Disappearance: October 18, 2029 If Death, How did they die?: Suicide. Age in New Europe: 21 Do they have all their memories?: Yes. If they are in school, what year will they be in? What school?: First year Uni, Majoring in Curse Breaking, Minoring in Advanced Potions. If they are or did attend Hogwarts, what House were they in?: Gryffindor Marital Status: Single Sexual Preference: He has no preference, he likes lots of different things in large doses.
the nitty gritty. Personality: Jamie has an inferiority complex and suffers from bouts of clinical depression, but he tries very hard not to let anyone see this. He is definitely one of those people who always tried too hard. He endeavored to be the perfect son, to live up to the names of the two that had preceded him -- things that he just always saw as unattainable, and unfair, even though no one had ever pressured him to be anything but who he was. He just never really saw himself as one of them. He loves his family, though, and has always maintained a good relationship with them despite his feelings of inadequacy.
When he isn't trying though, naturally Jamie is a bit silly, slightly more goofy than normal, but mostly laid back and relaxed. He loves to tease his siblings, and other members of his family who happen to cross his path. He's also been known to pull a prank or two in his day, and even once stole the Marauders Map from his dad's desk drawer right before he went off to school his second year. (Seasoned professors were waiting for something like that to happen, and so after only after two months of enjoyment, the map was confiscated and returned to Harry.)
It's been said that Jamie doesn't have a mean bone in his body, but those who have been on the receiving end of his magnificent temper would beg to differ. He always feels bad afterward though, and tries to make up for 'losing his cool', even if the recipient was deserving. He's gracious and kind, will do anything for anyone he loves and is generous to a fault. His favorite past time is flying, swears he was born with wings, and shockingly, his favorite place to be is up in the air, wind blowing through his mass of curls as he soars through the clouds.
Personal History: James Sirius, a dark haired light eyed baby boy was born to Harry and Ginny Potter on June 16, 2004. First child of the young couple, he came into the world with a smile on his face, most likely due to gas, but it was seen as a portend of things to come. Or at least that's what his granddad Arthur had said, and for many years, it was. There was no reason for him to be unhappy. He had a fantastic mum and dad (who were actually the cool sort of parents when he started school) that seemed to adore him from the moment he took first breath, a fantastic family which compromised mainly of the host of uncles and cousins on his Mums side; even school was great when he finally got there. His grades weren't exactly what they should have been, or could have been, but he kept them up enough to get him by.
Potions though, he took a great liking to potions and put his all into it, and was actually outstanding in the class. And then there were friends. He made friends as easily as one took a breath, and many of those friends stood by him through everything, even well into his adulthood. He should have been a happy kid, but as he entered his teenage years, he realized that he just wasn't and he really didn't know why. It was easy enough to mask it though.
When he made the Quidditch team his second year, position Keeper, he couldn't have been more thrilled. Jamie loved flying, almost as much as he loved Quidditch, and being on the team combined his two great loves, and for a while he was happy. Until the sadness came back in fourth year, and never went away.
The death of his brother Albus seemed to be the thing that sent him careening over the edge. He blamed himself for not believing his little brother was sick that day, and is certain that if he had just taken him to the infirmary like he had asked instead of telling him to 'fuck off', he might have lived. He wanted to withdraw from everything and everyone, but the friends he had at that time wouldn't allow it, and though he was desperate to be alone most of the time, Jamie did the opposite; made sure he was surrounded at all times by friends, and threw himself into as many extra curricular activities as he could so he wouldn't have to think about Albus, or the way he had looked when he'd asked for his help.
As said, he masked it well enough, always playing the part of the happy pseudo marauder to his friends and family, but an a rather astute, fresh faced Astronomy professor saw it and used his depression to get close to him. Jamie thought this man was his friend, his only confidante, someone who understood him and would never judge him for his unexplainable sadness. It was a relief finding someone like him, and there were many times that Jamie sought him out to cry on his shoulder, or to just vent the small thing that had bothered him that afternoon.
After a while, fond pats on the back turned to lingering hugs, and lingering hugs turned into touches in places that made Jamie slightly uncomfortable. And then the day came that his teacher kissed him. Jamie wasn't sure what to do, but he let it happen. It didn't feel wrong, and he thought if he refused his kisses, or anything that came thereafter, he would leave him. And that was the last thing Jamie wanted. After a while, the man got tired of Jamie's affections and pulled away from him, not gradually, but all at once. Seems he had been dating a female staff member, and the summer before Jamie's sixth year, the two married and Jamie's first love never looked at him as anything but a student again. It hurt; one minute he was lying in his professors arms, being told that stars in the heavens should have been named for him, and the next, he was Mr. Potter, and from a distance at that. It was his first heartbreak, and he wallowed in it, until he realized what had really happened. There were a series of girls after that, and even found himself 'messing around' with a boy or two after an especially trying Quidditch match. Nothing was ever serious, and nothing with any of them ever went beyond the five month mark.
After his professor left him, his behaviour got increasingly worse. He often found himself in massive amounts of trouble, but by then his teachers, friends and family had come to expect that from him. If a week went by without an owl being sent home, or Jamie landing himself night duty in the forbidden forest, the world just didn't seem quite right. He made Quidditch captain his sixth year, and was thrilled by it, until a handful of fights, in addition to his other behaviour got him kicked from the team. Just a week later, his girlfriend of the moment found herself pregnant. Jamie wasn't sure what to think or what to do, but he knew that with every ounce of his being, he wanted her to keep the baby. She didn't. The next Hogsmeade weekend she visited a retired mediwitch and had her little problem taken care of without even a word to Jamie before she went through with it. They fought about it weeks later when she finally had the decency to tell him, and she ended the three month fling without even giving Jamie a second thought. Another heartbreak, and with it, the beginning of the end.
He made it through to the end of school, disappointed when no offers from the Pro. teams came, and he sulked for a bit until an offer came from another place. His potions professor had spoken rather highly of him to a well respected potioneer, and the man, after looking through Jamie's grades and potions diary, sought him out to be his apprentice. He was thrilled at the prospect, and immediately took him up on it, moving to Devonshire to be closer to the corporation he and his new master were going to work for. Two years in, and Jamie was finally the happiest he had ever been in his life. He was moving up the ladder in a highly respected company, he had friends of his own in high places, he was out on his own, his family seemed proud of him and what he was doing...Life was marvelous.
Only to be made that much better when right before his twentieth birthday, an agent from the Fitchburg Finches sent him an owl. Apparently, their keeper had retired from the team to get married and start her family, and the reserve had stepped up to the plate. That left him, James Sirius Potter, a name that had been on their roster for recruitment all along, to fill the role of the reserve. He didn't even have to think about it. He gave his notice and dropped everything, kissed his family and England goodbye and made for the States. Massachussets, to be exact.
Life as a member of a professional Quidditch team was amazing. Parties every night during Quidditch season, all the alcohol and muggle drugs anyone could want, women and men throwing themselves at the players, even the reserves that rode the benches every game. There wasn't a night during his entire career that Jamie went home alone, whether it was a fan, or a team member, Euan, who he eventually developed feelings for.
Their relationship was more of an unspoken thing between the two of them, and they kept their personal life as private as they could, though as all things do, this got out after a while too. He was serious about someone for the first time in his life, and the boy with the darkly tanned skin and sweet southern drawl, managed to keep Jamie bound to him for roughly two years.
Through Euan, Jamie developed a cocaine habit, and began using the drug regularly once he realized how much better, less anxious and less tired he felt when he was using. He was living the life, depression under control or so he thought, only really covered up by the cocaine use, until Euan, after leaving Jamie's apartment after a three day shag session to get some ice cream for the two of them, found himself shot to death as part of a gang initiation, just steps away from the front door of Jamie's apartment.
That was it for Jamie. He pulled away from everyone, friends, family, everyone and found himself close to losing his spot on the team, the only thing he thought he had left. His last game was played during a violent thunderstorm, visibility was shite, and despite the conditions and three days straight of being in the air, they managed to win. As celebrations were underway, Jamie decided on a whim to do one last trick on his broom. Climbing higher, and higher, he finally made it to where he wanted to be, made one last figure eight and on the way around, simply let go of his broom and fell to the ground below, dying on impact.
Physical: A towering oak at 6'3 with light brown eyes, Jamie was blessed with the dark Potter hair that seems to constantly look like he's stuck his finger in an electrical outlet no matter how many pounds of mousse and hair spray he used on it, but his is naturally curly as well which tends to make it even more unruly (not to mention frizzy) so he generally keeps it long. He was always a bit on the slender side, but not unhealthily so, but playing Quidditch later in his life and year round workouts to keep himself fit for the game soon toned his arms, legs and body. He claims he can crack a walnut between his thighs, but no one has ever asked to see him perform this feat of amazing.
in this new world. Desired Class and Occupation: Civilian; Student. Alliance: Jamie would have been Switzerland, only his Dad was the one risking his balls to off you know who, so yeah, he was totally Order compliant. Well, if he'd been there then. But still, his dad all the way. Wand: 13", Oak, Sphinx mane hair core. Country of Residence: England.
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