First Name: Phillip
Middle Name(s): Isaac
Last Name: Greyson

Birthday: (Note that the year is currently 1997, during Harry Potter's seventh Year. Below is a list to follow:

Birthday: February 12th 1986

Gender: Male

Year: First

House: Slytherin.

Birthplace: His family home in London.

Residence: Uhm… his family home in London.

Parents: Michael and Sarah Greyson.
Siblings: Three sisters, and a brother, all younger than him.
Relatives (If Any): Nope.

Pets: Nope.

Blood: Pure-Blood

Age: 11
Hair Color: Blonde
Hair Style: Short and Curly
Eye Color: Green
Skin Tone: Pale
Nationality: British
Height: 4’8
Weight: 75lbs
Accent: British

History: Phillip descends from a long line of Slytherins; their family can be traced back to six generations ago. He inherited many of his mother’s looks; her hair is the most prominent of these. However, Phillip hasn’t always fitted in well with his family. His parents were worried that he wouldn’t be sorted into Slytherin when they received the letter that he was wanted at Hogwarts. However they we’re proved wrong; but it’s not them he wants to impress… (lolz)

Personality: Outgoing.
Hates: People who hate Pig?
Loves: Pig.
Wants: To be accepted by Pig.
Wishes: He was German.
Fears: Pig?

Favourite Color: Black, now.
Favourite School Subject: Potions.
Favourite Animal: Uhm… pigs? (duh)
Favourite Food: Biscuits.
Least Favourite Color: Pink.
Least Favourite School Subject: Charms.
Least Favourite Animal: Chicken… and Vincent Price.
Least Favourite Food: Pork. It makes him sad.

Wand Core: Dragon Heartstring
Wand Wood: Ebony
Wand Length: 8 inches.
Wand Movement: Swishy.
Wand Strengths and Weaknesses: Good with Transfiguration, but weak at Charms.

Sample Post: As Phillip shuffled off the train, the first thing he heard was some huge oaf of a man calling out for the first years over the crown. Either the man was genetically modified to be bigger, had a father who thought it was fun to mate with giants or was just ‘big-boned’. Either way, Phillip followed the man’s orders and squeezed through the crowd. After being shoved onto a little rowing boat and being thrown an oar, him and the rest of the first years began to use their little paddles to make their way across the vast lake that sat between them and the castle.

“Surely they could just use magic to make the boats row themselves,” he said, to nobody in particular as the castle slowly begun to get larger. Eventually the boats were tightly packed in their little stations, and dozens of small children were trying to push their way through the doorway and make their way up to the castle. Following the overly-large man, Greyson heard the rumours from some of the other children about how Hogwarts wasn’t safe, and a whole load of people were murdered here at the end of the last year.


What is the meaning of life? Zzzzz.

LMFAO! Accepted, even though this isn't my moderator account.

I CAN'T WAIT! <3

Look to the left. I changed it to Super-mod yesterday afternoon.

Haha. I figured that out after I posted that. Thank you. ^^