Avery Theodore Nott

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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,

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always lookin' down at all i see
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,

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the spaces i can't reach
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[/B] AVERY THEODORE NOTT

NICKNAMES: AVE, EVEY

AGE: 17

D.O.B.: AUGUST THIRTEENTH

ALLEGIANCE: DEATH EATER

PROFESSION: STUDENT

WAND TYPE: VEELA HAIR, OAK WOOD, 10"

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YOU KNOW THAT I ,

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could use somebody
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[/B] Sandy blond hair. A few hints of brown hair in it but when an eye meets his hair, it always appears to be perfectly blond, especially in the sunlight.

EYE COLOUR: Grayish green eyes. They have a hint of white in them but not many people can spot the whiteness.

HEIGHT: 6"1

WEIGHT: 56 lb

BODY TYPE: Slightly masculine with very little abs. He has many curves.

VOICE: Deep and dark. He rarely used a calm tone of voice. It's always cold and chilly.

PERSONAL STYLE: He adores being unique and suave. He has his own little sexy style in which he uses to endure girls into his world.

GENERAL DESCRIPTION: Avery is basically a tall, young boy with shady blond hair which looks terrific in sunlight. He has pearly white teeth in which he loves flashing whenever he's taking a picture or whenever he goes out. He has a fit figure but he was never the fittest. He has a pale touch to his skin and icy gray eyes that might take the knicky out of random people. He has a slightly pointy nose figure which perfectly portrays his snobbish personality very well.

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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,

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and how you speak
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[+] Cold weather
[+] Girls
[+] Alcohol
[+] Darkness
[+] The Dark Lord
[+] Partying
[+] Slytherin
[+] Friends
[+] Pure-blood amenities
[+] His father
[+] Gaining total control

CHARACTER DISLIKES:
[-] Gryffindors - They irk him
[-] His sister
[-] School
[-] Muggle-borns
[-] Ill-mannered people
[-] Know it alls
[-] Irrelevance
[-] Prosper
[-] The sun
[-] Good people


GOALS:
To Become a very a famous wizard.
To have three or more girlfriends at the same time.

BOGGART:
Merpeople.

PATRONUS:
Being called a 'perfect' child by both his parents.

DEMENTOR:
His mother and father parting when he was at a young age.

AMORENTIA: Freshly cut grass. Women's perfume. Firewhiskey. The smell of pumpkin juice.

BASIC PERSONALITY: Evil. Cruel. Snob. Hot. Player. Lively. Perfectionist. Smart. Outgoing. Social.

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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,

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under cover of the streets
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[/B] Devon Jeffrey Ames

MOTHER: Katheryn Michelle Nott

BROTHER(S): N/A

SISTER(S): Half-sister

OTHER: Theodore Mitchell Nott [Step-father]

BLOOD STATUS: Pure-blood

HOMETOWN: Manchester, England.

CURRENT RESIDENCE: London, England.

BIOGRAPHY:

Avery was born into the Pure-blood family of Ames. Just like any other 'boy' born into a family like the Ames, he was given almost every opportunity. His father was terribly proud of him turning out to be a boy at the end of his mother's womb. He was given almost everything at a young age and Avery just wanted all the commotion to stop. It was the usual, his grandmothers would come up to him and brush off all the dirt from his forehead and smooch him on the forehead. Avery hated all this but he never spoke or made any sense of movement to show that he was indeed uncomfortable.

A few years later, when Avery had hit the age of six, his parents had parted. He wasn't expecting any of this happen, although, he had grown used to it a couple of weeks later. He felt as if he had lost a broken part from his life. He just continued on living his life. Before he could blink, he had a new sister, not that he had any sisters in his previous life though. Her name was Rebecca. He thought she was okay. Yeah, okay. Although, it didn't seem to be okay as he continued to live on.

He loved his new father. He thought Theodore, his stepfather was much better than his previous father, Devon. Theodore actually treated his son as if he were his actual son. He liked his new life, although the one part he hated was that he was related to a girl called Rebecca Nott. He disliked her a lot.

At the age of eleven, just like any wizard child, he had got his acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Rebecca would get hers one year later. He enjoyed the fact that he was much older than her. When the hat was placed on his sandy blond hair, it called out 'Slytherin!' and that was most probably the most proudest moment for the boy. He had always wanted to be a Slytherin, he had heard so much about the house, and not to mention the Ames family was known to be the Slytherin family and he certainly did not want to disappoint his family.

As he continued his years in Hogwarts, he met new friends and had already started a new life at the age of fifteen. He began having sex and drinking. He began going to parties and sleeping with basically every single girl in the school. A few of those girls were Professors as well. At the age of sixteen, he was practically wanted by all the girls in school. He was 'perfect'. Well that was what he thought but other people may have thought differently. He is now seventeen, ready to graduate school and begin a new life once more.

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I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,

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you notice someone like me,
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[/B] Rury

RP EXPERIENCE: 3 years

HOW YOU FOUND US: Advertisement

OTHER CHARACTERS: None

RP SAMPLE:

Roula entered her bedroom and plopped down near the window sil staring blankly at her next door neighboy's black cat that sat on her own window sil. The cat sort of reminded Roula of herself. Dark, alone, and nowhere else to go. Not only that, the black cat showed an omen, an omen of death? Roula was not truly sure but it made her insides irk and feel twisted.

She was feeling rather bored that following day having absolutely nothing to do. She got up off the window sil and made her way over to her bed and sat down elegantly on the edge vintage patterened sheets. Nothing was ever exciting, she thought. It was fairly hard to impress a girl like her since rarely anything impressed her being.

Both her parents were out of town doing some kind of Death Eater work, so therefore that meant that she was alone. Alone in this huge dark castle like house of the Lestrange's. Darkness and blankness. She had to hold a lit candle to make her way through the darkness of the halls. She rarely had anything to huge to think of and she missed her friends back at Hogwarts. She was only adolescent and yet she had many things to do and many places to go to.

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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,

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while you live it up
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