LOCKHART, gilderoy robert

[gilderoy]

Nickname: Siriusly
How You Found Us: Already here
Contact Via: PM

What can be found in a name:
Gilderoy Robert Lockhart
When the day I was born:
03/04/1959
The Angels screamed:
Vince Lockhart (Father)
Jeanne Lockhart (Mother)
And Hell shut its doors:
Great Gray Owl named Grayson
While creatures retreated:
Pureblood
To depths unknown:
Ravenclaw
(I know on the canon list it claims he's in Hufflepuff, but canon states that apparently he's in Ravenclaw)

I hide from them:
Gilderoy enjoys hanging out at the Quidditch Pitch. As Ravenclaw Seeker, he tries to get as much practise in as possible, although he realistically tries to spend as much time there as possible merely to seem more impressive than he really is. He also enjoys spending time under the trees of the lawns, studying. No, he's not truly studying, but he likes to appear that way. Inside all of his books are secretly wizarding gossip magazines, for they're his favourite things to read.
Be who they want to see:
Gilderoy is extremely good looking. He's tall, rather broad, with wavy blonde hair, blue eyes and fair skin. His teeth are remarkably straight and overly white, and he keeps up with his appearance better than most people do. He takes more time in the bathroom than girls do, and probably more hair product. His cheekbones are high, and his features are sharp. He holds no scars, or anything of the like. Imperfections do not happen to Gilderoy.
But that leaves no one:

To discover that inside:
Gilderoy can be described in one word: arrogant. Arrogance may not even be a strong enough word. He’s extremely good looking, and he knows it. Therefore, he feels like everyone should know it. Although he isn’t skilled in anything in particular except certain charms, he likes to tell those, particularly not in his year, about how talented he is. He constantly tries to come up with new spells, but always fails miserably, much to the pain of someone nearby. He does have a good humour, unless it’s directed at him. He doesn’t take himself as a joke, but has no problem seeing others as a joke. He constantly degrades people to make himself look more superior, despite the fact that he is clearly not. Gilderoy wants to be known and famous more than anything, but all of his attempts at Hogwarts as of yet have failed. His life goal is to sell a brand of hair care products, but wants to become famous while he’s at it. Gilderoy is a hero in a nobody’s body, and it drives him insane every day. He is also a very big talker, and hardly ever shuts up. The worst part is that his parents condone his eccentric behaviour, thinking that he really is as good and successful as he tells them.
This soulless being:

• Charms
  
• Quidditch
  
• Writing
  
• Talking
  
• Spending time in front of a mirror

Is just as lost:

• Being told he's not as good as he thinks he is.
  
• Being disproved.
  
• Every class other than Charms.
  
• Not being known when he speaks to someone.
  
• Getting acne.

As everyone else:

• Charms class.
  
• Lying.
  
• Never running out of things to say.
  
• Getting girls to think he's attractive.
  
• Doing his hair.
  
• Doing his make-up ((LOL))

In a world that knows only hate:

• Doing magic.
  
• Every single class other than Charms
  
• Having friends
  
• Bad hair days
  
• Homework/Studying

And causes pain for the soulless like me:
Gilderoy has many secrets, although two large ones (although everyone knows them, he just thinks they don't) is the fact that he's absolutely rubbish at magic, and a second one is that he's not actually studying when sitting under the trees, he's reading gossip magazines. Another secret is that his absolute favourite person in Hogwarts is Rita Skeeter, and always tries to get her to write about him.

They left me to die:

• Jeanne Lockhart (Mother)
  
• Hector Kingsley (Grandfather)
  
• Leanne Kingsley (Grandmother)

On a bed of roses:

• Vince Lockhart (Father)
  
• Trevor Lockhart (Grandfather)
  
• Isabelle Lockhart (Grandmother)

Blood seeping through:
A Lockhart family secret is that Gilderoy is the least talented of all the family members. He does have a few well-known relatives, but unfortunately, Gilderoy does not match up to them.
The satin sheets of fame:
Well off/Close to being rich.
What a bitter story of love:
Gilderoy was a surprise baby for his parents. They were older (Jeanne being forty when he was born, and Vince being forty-five), so they didn’t even know that they were able to anymore. They hadn’t wanted any children, but they had Gilderoy anyways, and realized that he was the most perfect child around. All the grandparents had died by the time Gilderoy was born, but since he never had them, he never knew what he was missing. With no cousins or other family members (for both of his parents had been only children, and same with his grandparents), he had to make do with trying to make other friends. Both of his parents always motivated to do his best and to be his best, and always told him elaborate stories about his great ancestors. These stories, which he told all of his Muggle friends, is what made him wish to be famous.
Gilderoy also got in trouble as a youngster for telling his Muggle playmates that he was a wizard and that he came from a long (albeit quite small) wizarding family. His parents scolded him, although they didn’t have much to worry about for he could do as much magic as those children could. In fact, his parents were a little worried that he’d be a Squib.
However, when he turned 11 years old, sure enough, he got his acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Gilderoy even framed it. His parents were ecstatic, for they were worried he had no magical abilities, and they wanted him out of the house for they were getting on in their years and wanted alone time as a couple before they had to retire, for they were now fifty-one and fifty-six. He was sent off, and was Sorted into Ravenclaw, just like his mother. They were overjoyed, thinking he would be one of the smartest kids in Hogwarts.
It appeared, however, he was placed in Ravenclaw merely due to his good looks, for Ravenclaws were known for that. Other than his compulsive lying, he had no other skill that was known for Ravenclaws, although he lied to his parents and claimed that he did.
Gilderoy had no friends throughout Hogwarts, even though he believed himself to be one of the most popular boys, thinking himself to be even more popular than the Marauders. He thought he had an ‘in’ with James and Sirius, and told his parents all about his best friends, the Marauders. In fact, Gilderoy was so good at lying, he even got himself to believe some ridiculous claims.
Gilderoy’s main goal at Hogwarts was to ask Rita out, and he had tried many times, but she always seemed to elusive for him. His goal for sixth year was to actually get her to be his girlfriend.

The sun was setting at the horizon, and all was calm on Hogwarts grounds. Gilderoy sat in a window sill, staring out at it, posed perfectly. He wore baby blue robes in order to bring out his eyes, which were currently staring out dreamily. His hand was under his chin in a thinking sort of fashion, and when he heard footsteps coming towards him, he made his pose fixed. When whoever it was got closer, he sighed audibly before saying, “Lovely, isn’t it? The glow of the sunset… it’s so glorious. And to think, I was the first to accurately record how long it takes for the sun to successfully set from the forty-five degree angle downwards, along with what every single colour illuminated stood for.”
Gilderoy sighed again, and then looked back at who had been walking towards him. However, no one was there. He swivelled his head to see that the person had continued walking, and hadn’t stopped to speak to him. He frowned, supposing that they hadn’t heard him. Why else would they have not stopped to speak with him? He shook out his golden hair, and then fixed it in his reflection in the window. When every strand was back in place, he returned to his pose. Again, he heard footsteps, and this time his sigh was louder. “Ahhhhhh! Lovely, isn’t it! The glow of the sunset! It’s so glorious!”
He looked back, and yet again his speech hadn’t been heard. What was with people that day? He jumped down from the window and adjusted his robes perfectly. Not many students chose to wore robes outside of class time, and many didn’t even own any outside of the uniform, but his parents had bought him many pairs, and the ones he were wearing at that moment were his favourite. Gilderoy made his way through the corridors, trying to find someone to talk to. No one had spoken to him in ages. Well, more like fifteen minutes, but it was all the same to him.
He decided he would have more luck in the Great Hall, so he strolled in and threw the doors wide. One of the doors hit a first year girl in the face, causing her to collapse to the floor.
“Whoopsie,” he said, casually, and stepped over her unconscious body.
His blue eyes looked around the room, deciding which of his admirers he should give the pleasure of his company. He stopped cold when he noticed her. Golden curls kept perfectly in place, with her outfit being as well-thought out as his. Her eyes were narrowed in a familiar fashion. Only she could compare to his excellent looks. No, she was not equal, but Rita Skeeter was close. Only she looked as if she spent as much time on her looks as he did, and only she cared as much. He wanted to go over and speak to her, but she seemed hard at work. Ah, going places, just as he was. It was nice to see a fellow student on the same path to infamy as he was.

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