Introductory post
General
Name: Neville Longbottom
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Birthday: July 30th 1980
Place of Residence: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Former House: Gryffindor
Current Occupation: Professor of Herbology (However, quite happy to teach a thing or to about History of Magic or Defence Against the Dark Arts)
Bloodline: Pureblood
Monetary Situation: Steady job with paid holidays. Gran left me a lot of money and a house when she died.
Affiliations/Organizations: Caretaker and member of Dumbledore's Army.
Role in the war: Led the underground rebellion (Dumbledore's Army) against Snape's regime at Hogwarts for an entire year. How was I supposed to know he was on our side all along? Protector of the innocent and general warrior for morale. Led the students in the Battle of Hogwarts, faced Voldemort and killed that nasty snake of his. Good riddance.
Appearance
Height: 6,3
Weight: 11 stone 4 (158 pounds)
Eye Colour: Hazel green
Hair Colour & Style: Light brown, tousled, down around my shoulders. I think it makes me look slightly 'rogueish'.
Build: Slighter than average - narrow shoulders and tall from a spurt before my eighteenth birthday.
Skin Colour:
Clothing Style: Teacher's robes; black and dark red and light brown. I don't understand Muggle clothes, they're tight in unfortunate places, and Harry refuses to be of any help.
Distinguishing Marks: Two deep scars on my right cheek and inumerable scars on the rest of my body, although I keep these to myself. Hogwarts was not kind to me.
Family
Parents: Both in St. Mungoes, and still alive, although still both crippled by the Cruciatus curse. I visit as often as my job allows, but I know now that I will never have them back.
Siblings: None.
Children: None.
Brief Family History: I could have been Harry (thank merlin for small graces); instead, not long after the first war ended, my parents were targeted - perhaps they knew where Voldemort had gone. They were tortured by the Lestranges into insanity, and I was brought up by my Gran instead. Nobody in my family thought there was any magic in me at all, until I bounced when Algie accidentally dropped me. He still buys me brilliant Christmas presents to make up for that...
Personality
First Impression (others have of you): I hope that they don't just see me as Harry Potter's friend. I hope I appear rogueish and handsome and devilishly clever. No? Maybe not... But I like to hope so anyway. They probably still think of me as cheeky faced and too-young. Who knows?
Life Philosophy: Anything can be solved with a green thumb.
General Behavior: My general behaviour? I try to get on with as many people as possible...but somehow, even though I try, the Slytherins still don't like me so much. Generally I just try to be nice.
Quirks & Habits: If there's a problem to be solved I think of herbal remedies first. I can't eat anything until I've had a drink. I forget things very, very easily, unless it's important.
Likes: New plants, teaching, visiting my friends, visiting my parents.
Dislikes: Flying, the Cruciatus Curse, going to sleep without a potion, cowards, and people who didn't choose a side in the war. Bellatrix and Rodulphus Lestrange.
Social/Romantic
Close Friendships: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna, Ginny.
Known Enemies: Draco Malfoy and Severus Snape
Sexuality: Bisexual. As far as the rumours go, I do -not- do it with plants.
Turn Ons: Um...to be honest, I'm not entirely sure that I know.
Turn Offs: Mirrors, BDSM, Large, broken noses.
Past Relationships: I wouldn't say that taking Ginny to the Yule Ball was really a relationship. I don't think she'd let me. And although everyone seems to think that me and Luna have a lot in common, I'm not so sure. I haven't really had much time for relationships...or maybe I just haven't been looking. I guess I'm still a little insecure in that regard, especially after everything that's happened.
Attitude Toward Sex: *flushes*
Attitude Toward Love: M-maybe. I guess it'd take time, but everyone seems in such a rush nowadays.
The Fun Stuff
Favorite drink order: I can't resist a drop of Firewhiskey or Ogden's Finest now and again.
How many drinks does it take you to get drunk?: More and more each time, sadly.
To pass out face-down in a puddle of lukewarm beer?: I wouldn't know. I tend to get too miserable to go on before that point and go to bed.
Truth or Dare?: Oh, what a horrible question... D-dare I suppose.
Name the three characters you'd most like to bed: Can they read this? Oh, I hope not. Um... Harry,and um...Hermione, maybe, she's always been very nice to me...and maybe Draco, so I can tell stories about him later. That'd teach him a lesson, wouldn't it? Oh! Now look what you've made me do. I bet you all think I'm horrible now. I'm not! I'm just saying! Oh...
Describe your first sexual encounter: I er...I think I'd rather keep that private, if it's all very well. I don't think she'd agree with my saying anything. It was a very tense situation...and dangerous...and the Room provided. Oh no...
Tell us one of your dirty secrets...: Um...I once...don't look at me like that! I once invented my own lubricant...and well, I've never admitted to be good at potions...
Name: Neville Longbottom
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Birthday: July 30th 1980
Place of Residence: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Former House: Gryffindor
Current Occupation: Professor of Herbology (However, quite happy to teach a thing or to about History of Magic or Defence Against the Dark Arts)
Bloodline: Pureblood
Monetary Situation: Steady job with paid holidays. Gran left me a lot of money and a house when she died.
Affiliations/Organizations: Caretaker and member of Dumbledore's Army.
Role in the war: Led the underground rebellion (Dumbledore's Army) against Snape's regime at Hogwarts for an entire year. How was I supposed to know he was on our side all along? Protector of the innocent and general warrior for morale. Led the students in the Battle of Hogwarts, faced Voldemort and killed that nasty snake of his. Good riddance.
Appearance
Height: 6,3
Weight: 11 stone 4 (158 pounds)
Eye Colour: Hazel green
Hair Colour & Style: Light brown, tousled, down around my shoulders. I think it makes me look slightly 'rogueish'.
Build: Slighter than average - narrow shoulders and tall from a spurt before my eighteenth birthday.
Skin Colour:
Clothing Style: Teacher's robes; black and dark red and light brown. I don't understand Muggle clothes, they're tight in unfortunate places, and Harry refuses to be of any help.
Distinguishing Marks: Two deep scars on my right cheek and inumerable scars on the rest of my body, although I keep these to myself. Hogwarts was not kind to me.
Family
Parents: Both in St. Mungoes, and still alive, although still both crippled by the Cruciatus curse. I visit as often as my job allows, but I know now that I will never have them back.
Siblings: None.
Children: None.
Brief Family History: I could have been Harry (thank merlin for small graces); instead, not long after the first war ended, my parents were targeted - perhaps they knew where Voldemort had gone. They were tortured by the Lestranges into insanity, and I was brought up by my Gran instead. Nobody in my family thought there was any magic in me at all, until I bounced when Algie accidentally dropped me. He still buys me brilliant Christmas presents to make up for that...
Personality
First Impression (others have of you): I hope that they don't just see me as Harry Potter's friend. I hope I appear rogueish and handsome and devilishly clever. No? Maybe not... But I like to hope so anyway. They probably still think of me as cheeky faced and too-young. Who knows?
Life Philosophy: Anything can be solved with a green thumb.
General Behavior: My general behaviour? I try to get on with as many people as possible...but somehow, even though I try, the Slytherins still don't like me so much. Generally I just try to be nice.
Quirks & Habits: If there's a problem to be solved I think of herbal remedies first. I can't eat anything until I've had a drink. I forget things very, very easily, unless it's important.
Likes: New plants, teaching, visiting my friends, visiting my parents.
Dislikes: Flying, the Cruciatus Curse, going to sleep without a potion, cowards, and people who didn't choose a side in the war. Bellatrix and Rodulphus Lestrange.
Social/Romantic
Close Friendships: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna, Ginny.
Known Enemies: Draco Malfoy and Severus Snape
Sexuality: Bisexual. As far as the rumours go, I do -not- do it with plants.
Turn Ons: Um...to be honest, I'm not entirely sure that I know.
Turn Offs: Mirrors, BDSM, Large, broken noses.
Past Relationships: I wouldn't say that taking Ginny to the Yule Ball was really a relationship. I don't think she'd let me. And although everyone seems to think that me and Luna have a lot in common, I'm not so sure. I haven't really had much time for relationships...or maybe I just haven't been looking. I guess I'm still a little insecure in that regard, especially after everything that's happened.
Attitude Toward Sex: *flushes*
Attitude Toward Love: M-maybe. I guess it'd take time, but everyone seems in such a rush nowadays.
The Fun Stuff
Favorite drink order: I can't resist a drop of Firewhiskey or Ogden's Finest now and again.
How many drinks does it take you to get drunk?: More and more each time, sadly.
To pass out face-down in a puddle of lukewarm beer?: I wouldn't know. I tend to get too miserable to go on before that point and go to bed.
Truth or Dare?: Oh, what a horrible question... D-dare I suppose.
Name the three characters you'd most like to bed: Can they read this? Oh, I hope not. Um... Harry,and um...Hermione, maybe, she's always been very nice to me...and maybe Draco, so I can tell stories about him later. That'd teach him a lesson, wouldn't it? Oh! Now look what you've made me do. I bet you all think I'm horrible now. I'm not! I'm just saying! Oh...
Describe your first sexual encounter: I er...I think I'd rather keep that private, if it's all very well. I don't think she'd agree with my saying anything. It was a very tense situation...and dangerous...and the Room provided. Oh no...
Tell us one of your dirty secrets...: Um...I once...don't look at me like that! I once invented my own lubricant...and well, I've never admitted to be good at potions...