Post by Sirius Black! on Apr 22, 2010 0:10:21 GMT 1
Nickname: Ginnitrix
How You Found Us: I got a message at Proboards Support about it, and it fit all my criteria!
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How You Found Us: I got a message at Proboards Support about it, and it fit all my criteria!
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What can be found in a name:
Sirius Orion Black
When the day I was born:
21/10/1959
The Angels screamed:
Orion and Walburga Black
And Hell shut its doors:
Regulus Black
While creatures retreated:
None
To depths unknown:
Pureblood
I hide from them:
Sirius' favourite place to hang out would be at James Potter's house or at Hogwarts. He despises being at home, and quite frankly, would rather spend time anywhere but there.
Be who they want to see:
Sirius was a tall and well-built teenager. Although he never played Quidditch, his body could have been the result of many walks he took in order to get out of the house, or perhaps many duels that he took part in for fun. He was also remarkably handsome that was undeniable. He had thick, luscious long black hair and grey eyes that were striking in contrast with the rest of his appearance. His cheekbones were high with somewhat hollow cheeks, but added to his extravagent look. Sirius had been noted to have a vestige of aristocratic beauty that was no doubt passed down from his pureblood status. Sirius' teeth were straight, white, and nothing ever seemed out of place. He held himself with an air of casualness, but somehow came off as elegant. Sirius also had particularly long fingers, which had always seemed to be a trait of those with strong magical ability, which panned out in his duelling skills. He had scars littered sporadically across his body from the many fights he got into with neighbouring children growing up, due to how rough he could be. He also stood at about six foot tall, even at fifteen, and it gave him a bit of a more intimidating presence.
But that leaves no one:
To discover that inside:
Sirius has always been rather reckless. He has always done things that were so, and has persuaded others to do reckless things as well. Sometimes this was for his own amusement, and other times just because he wanted certain people to act like they had a backbone. However, sometimes this behaviour is due to jealousy or anger, in which his recklessness is due to his impulsive tendencies. He also has a rather short fuse, and can be angered quite easily. Things that most people would take on the chin, he'd get quite irritated about. He tries to keep his anger under wraps, but sometimes he finds it hard. Sirius is very loyal to his friends and loved ones, and would put himself in harm's way than to allow someone he cares about be harmed. Due to his good looks and intelligence, he also became rather arrogant in his lifetime, thinking that he may be better than others in a variety of things. Sirius also had the habit of being a troublemaker, and occasionally a bully, although these were also a result of him being clever. He was also a flirt and was quite charming. Sirius typically always means well, however, particularly when it comes to his best mates, but his personality flaws occasionally caused harm.
This soulless being:
Sirius likes girls, fun, pulling pranks, being with his mates and being away from home.
Is just as lost:
He dislikes being at home, his family, Severus Snape, homework and being told to do things when he didn't want to.
As everyone else:
Picking up girls, being witty, being funny, pulling pranks and school work.
In a world that knows only hate:
His family, having to actually sit down and study (he always procrastinated), girls who weren't interested, being told he was wrong and getting angered.
And causes pain for the soulless like me:
Although he couldn't hide it due to his last name, he always tried to keep himself apart from his family. As well, when he was younger, he used to always pulled cruel pranks on Kreacher, but never told anyone in fear of being punished.
They left me to die:
Cygnus Black (Uncle)
Druella Rosier (Aunt)
Pollux Black (Grandfather)
Irma Crabbe (Grandmother)
On a bed of roses:
Lucretia Black (Aunt)
Ignatius Prewett (Uncle)
Arcturus Black (Grandfather)
Melania McMillan (Grandmother)
Blood seeping through:
In Sirius' mind, their family secret is how much they believe in the Dark Lord and how they think his ideals are perfect. Although not Death Eaters, Sirius thinks that his family isn't far off.
The satin sheets of fame:
Rich
What a bitter story of love:
Even as a child, Sirius hated where he lived. The older he grew, the more he resented his family. He particularly held hatred for his mother and his cousin, Bellatrix Black. He tried to get out of the house as often as possible by taking walks and secretly leaving for days at a time, to which there would be scoldings. He hated his family mainly because of how tied they seemed to be to the Dark Arts, something he felt strongly against. He always felt that if the opportunity was presented, some of his family members would turn into Death Eaters; a fear that later one would certainly be confirmed.
When Sirius entered Hogwarts, he was Sorted into Gryffindor, which was quite the contrast to the rest of the family who were Sorted into Slytherin. He was proud of this, and back at home took the time to permanently place Gryffindor flags and the like all over his room. Also to set himself apart from his other family members, he also plastered photos of scantily clad Muggle women and photos of motorcycles up all over his room as well.
During his Hogwarts years, he became best friends with James Potter, and very close friends with Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew. They became known as the 'Marauders' and were practically inseperable. When they discovered Remus was a werewolf, Sirius, along with James and Peter, illegally became Animagi. Sirius became a big, black dog when he changed. They did this in order to help Remus with his changes. They all soon gave the nicknames to each other of Padfoot, Moony, Wormtail and Prongs.
Also during their school years, James and Sirius took a taking to being arrogant and bullying fellow schoolmate Severus Snape. Sirius also got plenty attention from the girls from his handsome, dark looks.
The sky was overcast and a bland grey, while the occasional raindrop fell from those students loitering on Hogwarts' grounds. Sirius, instead, took to sitting in a windowsill and took amusement of watching his fellow classmates struggle to get inside before the downpour began. Once it started pouring, the sounds of wet footprints were heard from not far down the corridor. He heard many complaining of being wet, but as Sirius' grey eyes remained outside despite the now heavy traffic inside, he couldn't figure out how everyone couldn't tell it was going to rain from such a sky.
Regardless, Sirius knew that it was getting late, and that he should probably wash up before dinner. He hopped gracefully down from his perch, placed his hands and his pockets, and joined the crowd that was such a mess. Fifteen year old Sirius noticed many of the first years getting jostled about, and couldn't help but smirk. He remembered being so young, but he knew he was never as fragile as the eleven year olds that were trying to prevent being lost.
Looking about, Sirius suddenly began to notice many of the girls who had run in from the pouring rain... particularly the older girls. Their hair was a soaking mess, and so was the rest of their bodies. Including their white blouses. He was caught only by a few girls, and instead of the slap he would have recieved if he looked more like Snivellus, they just simply blushes and held their books to their chests instead.
Suddenly, he felt hands on his shoulders and was almost pushed to the ground. He felt irritation prickle under the surface, but the moment he noticed that it was his best mate James that had done it, his irritation was replaced by joy.
"Oi, what did you do that for?" Sirius asked as the two continued down the corridor together. "I could have blasted those eyes out of their sockets!"
Sirius smiled, however, to show that he obviously wasn't being serious.
Regardless, Sirius knew that it was getting late, and that he should probably wash up before dinner. He hopped gracefully down from his perch, placed his hands and his pockets, and joined the crowd that was such a mess. Fifteen year old Sirius noticed many of the first years getting jostled about, and couldn't help but smirk. He remembered being so young, but he knew he was never as fragile as the eleven year olds that were trying to prevent being lost.
Looking about, Sirius suddenly began to notice many of the girls who had run in from the pouring rain... particularly the older girls. Their hair was a soaking mess, and so was the rest of their bodies. Including their white blouses. He was caught only by a few girls, and instead of the slap he would have recieved if he looked more like Snivellus, they just simply blushes and held their books to their chests instead.
Suddenly, he felt hands on his shoulders and was almost pushed to the ground. He felt irritation prickle under the surface, but the moment he noticed that it was his best mate James that had done it, his irritation was replaced by joy.
"Oi, what did you do that for?" Sirius asked as the two continued down the corridor together. "I could have blasted those eyes out of their sockets!"
Sirius smiled, however, to show that he obviously wasn't being serious.
