Post by anonymous on Jan 7, 2012 13:11:55 GMT -5
Name: William Miller
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Blood: Half Blood
House: Gryffindor
Wood: Vine
Size: 11 3/4 inch
Core: Ashwinder Ash
Description: Description: William has dirty blond locks that curl just around his ears. He inherited his hair from him dad, however, not his eyes. They are a light shade of blue, just like his mom. "I swear, Will, you're eyes match the sky!" his best friend, Jenna, would tell him whenever there was a perfect clear day. Eventually, after staring at his reflection for long time in the mirror, William noticed that his friend was right.
Barely eleven years old, and Will already reached five feet and four inches in height (5'4). Both of his parents we're tall, his mother being 5'7, and his father easily clearing 6 feet. Will could guess his dad was about 6'2-6'3. Though his stature suggested an older age, one look at his face scream, "STILL A KID!" His face still had that natural baby fat that most children still hadn't rid themselves of, though it was long, and had a oval like shape.
Will's complexion was very light, so much so, that when ever he spent too much time in the sun without sunblock or sun tan his skin would quickly redden, and the sun burns would last a while. As a matter of fact, his nose is covered in freckles and some of his cheeks as well. Personality: Personality: To describe himself, Will would say, "I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box." Unfortunately for him, he's somewhat right. Though he's very smart academic wise, he's slow when it come to socializing and isn't always there, isn't paying attention. He tends to zone out, and stare at a single point at a wall, a piece of old chewed gum on a side walk, at the side of persons face, and before he knows it, five minutes have gone by and people are giving him weird stares.
Will has quite a patience for things, especially constructing ships in bottles. However, his patience is taken for slowness, and is usually annoying because he tends to take his time. Will is very sweet though, and is a "gentleman" as both his parents would say. He would hold open a door for a girl, or offer to carry her bag or books, though usually only offers to Jenna.
William rarely get mad, and when he's upset he tends to get sad or tear up. He rather take the blame for things rather than have his closest friends, which really only consists of Jenna, be punished. This soft personality of his is shown mostly for his younger sibling and parents whom he adores. History: William's parents are Rachel and Gerald Miller. Both of this parents attended Hogwarts though his mother is a muggle born while his dad is a pure blood. They'd meet and dated at the school and eventually married and formed their own family. Will's mom has long strawberry blond hair and light blue eyes. She's a short curvey woman, and still seems to be in her early twenties, if not younger. Will's dad is tall though, with hair cropped short, but has the same shade of color as his son when allowed to grow out.
Will's mom is a healer at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, and his dad is an Auror. Because of this, William has always been exposed to the Wizard World, and has known that when he'd turn 11 he'd be sent off to Hogwarts.
He would experience weird things happening whenever he had a major emotional change, and so he always tried to stay a passive as possible, trying to go as unnoticed in school as he could. When the letter finally came though, his heart clenched, he thought he'd be prepared to leave his home, but it was still difficult for him.
His younger brother, Michael, had said to him, "Lucky! Call every night to tell me EVERYTHING! I need to know for when it's my turn to go." Will had agreed, but felt a little bad for his brother. Michael was eight, three years younger than him, and wasn't completely aware of how weird it felt to know that you'd be leaving everything behind soon.
His grandparents, from his dad's side, had arrived a few hours later, and as always, they'd barely acknowledged his mother. He'd always known that they didn't like his mom for some reason, but he thought it was stupid to act so coldly even when he was about to leave them all. His grandma however hugged him as always, smelling of roses, and his grandfather scuffing his hair before patting his hair, always had a tobacco sent coming off him.
Eventually though, his ache in his stomach disappeared and reminding himself that he'd be back for the holiday's made going away for so long not so bad, if not, even exciting.Acceptance Letter: DONNA kidnapped it
Age: 11
Gender: Male
Blood: Half Blood
House: Gryffindor
Wood: Vine
Size: 11 3/4 inch
Core: Ashwinder Ash
Description: Description: William has dirty blond locks that curl just around his ears. He inherited his hair from him dad, however, not his eyes. They are a light shade of blue, just like his mom. "I swear, Will, you're eyes match the sky!" his best friend, Jenna, would tell him whenever there was a perfect clear day. Eventually, after staring at his reflection for long time in the mirror, William noticed that his friend was right.
Barely eleven years old, and Will already reached five feet and four inches in height (5'4). Both of his parents we're tall, his mother being 5'7, and his father easily clearing 6 feet. Will could guess his dad was about 6'2-6'3. Though his stature suggested an older age, one look at his face scream, "STILL A KID!" His face still had that natural baby fat that most children still hadn't rid themselves of, though it was long, and had a oval like shape.
Will's complexion was very light, so much so, that when ever he spent too much time in the sun without sunblock or sun tan his skin would quickly redden, and the sun burns would last a while. As a matter of fact, his nose is covered in freckles and some of his cheeks as well. Personality: Personality: To describe himself, Will would say, "I'm not the sharpest pencil in the box." Unfortunately for him, he's somewhat right. Though he's very smart academic wise, he's slow when it come to socializing and isn't always there, isn't paying attention. He tends to zone out, and stare at a single point at a wall, a piece of old chewed gum on a side walk, at the side of persons face, and before he knows it, five minutes have gone by and people are giving him weird stares.
Will has quite a patience for things, especially constructing ships in bottles. However, his patience is taken for slowness, and is usually annoying because he tends to take his time. Will is very sweet though, and is a "gentleman" as both his parents would say. He would hold open a door for a girl, or offer to carry her bag or books, though usually only offers to Jenna.
William rarely get mad, and when he's upset he tends to get sad or tear up. He rather take the blame for things rather than have his closest friends, which really only consists of Jenna, be punished. This soft personality of his is shown mostly for his younger sibling and parents whom he adores. History: William's parents are Rachel and Gerald Miller. Both of this parents attended Hogwarts though his mother is a muggle born while his dad is a pure blood. They'd meet and dated at the school and eventually married and formed their own family. Will's mom has long strawberry blond hair and light blue eyes. She's a short curvey woman, and still seems to be in her early twenties, if not younger. Will's dad is tall though, with hair cropped short, but has the same shade of color as his son when allowed to grow out.
Will's mom is a healer at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, and his dad is an Auror. Because of this, William has always been exposed to the Wizard World, and has known that when he'd turn 11 he'd be sent off to Hogwarts.
He would experience weird things happening whenever he had a major emotional change, and so he always tried to stay a passive as possible, trying to go as unnoticed in school as he could. When the letter finally came though, his heart clenched, he thought he'd be prepared to leave his home, but it was still difficult for him.
His younger brother, Michael, had said to him, "Lucky! Call every night to tell me EVERYTHING! I need to know for when it's my turn to go." Will had agreed, but felt a little bad for his brother. Michael was eight, three years younger than him, and wasn't completely aware of how weird it felt to know that you'd be leaving everything behind soon.
His grandparents, from his dad's side, had arrived a few hours later, and as always, they'd barely acknowledged his mother. He'd always known that they didn't like his mom for some reason, but he thought it was stupid to act so coldly even when he was about to leave them all. His grandma however hugged him as always, smelling of roses, and his grandfather scuffing his hair before patting his hair, always had a tobacco sent coming off him.
Eventually though, his ache in his stomach disappeared and reminding himself that he'd be back for the holiday's made going away for so long not so bad, if not, even exciting.Acceptance Letter: DONNA kidnapped it
