Jason Leon Black (2nd year)

[Jay Leon Black]

[DRAMATIS PERSONAE]

Name: Jason Leon Black
Nicknames: Jay, Lee
Gender: Male
Age: 12/2nd year/1991
Date of birth: March 28th, 1979
Blood status: Pureblood
Special status:
Play By: Jackson Rathbone

[THE MASK]

Hair color: Dark/Medium Brown
Hair style: Mostly straight, with some curls near the tips of his ears.
Eye color: A dark, golden brown.
Height: 5’3
Weight: 113
Build: Normal/Somewhat Athletic
Fashion: Jay has always had an eclectic and unique sense of style from the onset of his life. It was clear at an early age that he loved attention, and he chose the way he dressed to achieve that. He discovered muggle fashion trends when he was 7 or 8 from old discarded magazines, and loves wears trousers and weirdly designed jackets. He wore a lot of hats in his first year of Hogwarts, and loved mixing styles for every day of the week.
Distinguishing features: The mischievous and endearing smile that adorns his face most of the time.

[INNER THOUGHTS]

Overview: Jay knows exactly what he wants—and he’s out to get it. He’s ambitious, driven and studious and a rather rare gentleman at the tender age of twelve. He takes pride in the knowledge that he retains, and craves to learn more about a universe with infinite questions and answers. He doesn’t take much joy in activities that most young boys strive to be a part of. For example, he has no real interest in Qudditch or other Wizarding Sports, and girls are only as interesting as their personalities. He is quiet most of the time, and introspective about the life he leads. This often leads to a clash in personality with his twin brother, Jared. After all, they couldn’t more different.

Overall, Jay is content with the way he appears towards people. He keeps most secrets private, but he doesn’t mask who he is. He isn’t a typical twelve year old boy by any means, but he is comfortable in his own skin—and he knows that’s what counts.

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Animagus: None
Patronus:
[li]When able to perform a patronus: He hasn’t mastered it at his current age, but he has attempted it and should master it within the next few years.
[/li][li]Memory Used: A memory of he and his twin brother and a young age, when they still played around each other regardless of how different they are.[/li][/ul]
Mirror of Erised: That he can prove himself to the world not just as a great wizard, but as a loving and caring father to the family he wishes to have.
Amortentia: Coffee, Ocean and tree bark.
Veritaserum: He’d never admit how protective he is of his barely younger twin brother, Jared, and his younger sister Astrid.
Boggart: To die before creating his own family.

[HOGWARTS INFORMATION]

House: Ravenclaw
Wand: 11’ inch, maple wood.
Best subjects: Potions, DADA, History of Magic
Worst subjects: Flying, Transfiguration
Pets: None
Hogsmeade trips: No.

[HISTORY]

When the Black twins were born, it was hailed a joyous day. Everyone went out to celebrate, not really knowing how these two would one day end up. That’s not to say that both Jason and Jared Black didn’t grow up to be smart, individual young men—because on the contrary, they did. They simply achieved this in very different ways. Throughout the first years of his life, Jay was far outshined by his brother. Jared was the loud, rowdy young boy that everyone had been expecting from Sirius and Madison. Jay, on the other hand, was a bit of a surprise. He was a quiet child—not eerily creepy or anything, but quiet all the same. He was charming even at that young age, and when it came to learning to read, write and other concepts he was way ahead of the game.

As he grew older, he strongly desired some of the attention his brother got. So, he tried to express himself with the way he dressed and acted—which was far more muggle than any of his family. He found love and passion in play acting when he was young, and for a time aspired to become a famous person of a muggle theatre. His brother—although they shared a deep family connection—lost touch with Jay because there wasn’t much he could relate to when it came to his brother. Jay would still play Quidditch with his brother, and even play pranks on his little sister, Astrid—but he never enjoyed it as much as Jared did. He only indulged in such things because he thought it would make Jared like him more.

Once he went to Hogwarts, he put his ambition and dedication to the test. He was sorted into Ravenclaw, and made a lot of new friends in his House. He still kept in touch with his brother, Jared—who was in Gryffindor—because after all, Jared was his brother. He enjoyed most of his classes, and often got jokingly teased from his Gryffindor friends because of his studying habits. However, he loved Hogwarts and all that gave him—even though he missed his family a lot.

Now, as his second year starts he notices that some things just aren’t the same around the school, and that the air is a little different. He suspects that something dark is brewing, but doesn’t have the guts to say something to anyone. So, his withdraws inside himself and waits for what he knows will eventually come.

[FAMILY]

Father: Sirius Black
Mother: Madison Black
Siblings: Jared, Astrid.
Other: All of the Black and Malfoy families are relations, and most pureblood families have intertwined throughout the years.

[OUT OF CHARACTER]

Goes by: James
Experience: A lot. More than 5 years.
Found us through: Advertisements.
Other characters: None, as of now.
Anything else: Nope. Don’t think so.


Roleplaying sample:

When Devon had the chance to get away from Jennessa from the evening, he took it willingly. She had been pestering him from the onset of their alliance/relationship, and though he admittedly would use the situation to the best of his advantage, he could use a break. The sweat beads that were forming on his forehead were only exposed further by the fluorescent lights that came from dark, flickering Street Lights. The streets of Little Hangleton were deserted and he seeked refuge in their peaceful aura. As he wandered the alleys he noticed how deserted this town really was. He wondered briefly how it came to be this way and if it had also been like such. As he passed a small apartment, the lights flickered on and he was shaken out of his daydream-like state. He stared at the house for a good minute, but tore his eyes away quickly, shook his head and started to walk again.

He had left the school for the purpose of solitude, and this town--he noticed this as he continued through the path of desolate land--was the perfect place to indulge in his every fantasy. He knew the people around were scarce, and he had expected it to stay that way.

A few moments into his walk, however, he spotted a figure about a half a mile off. As he continued walking, his steps got larger so that he could keep up with them, and yet keep his distance. He was rather intrigued, and curiosity was not one his best attributes. As he got closer, he noticed the figure of a rather beautiful, young woman. Why she was alone in a town like this was a mystery, but she was there--in front of him. As he squinted further he noticed that she looked a little familiar. The hair that fell from her shoulders was a colour that he surely recognized, and a very unique colour at that. He noticed that the way she moved was familiar as well, and he wished he could see her face.

He kicked a pebble under the sole of his shoe, now bitter that this curious stranger had grabbed his attention and stolen the alone time he so rarely got to indulge in. As he was only a few feet from her, he opened his mouth to say something but was cruelly cut off by the sound of his shoe making a discreet cracking noise on the pavement.

He ran a hair through his silky, dark hair and his emotionless expression faced her. She was very striking up close--dark, perfectly slightly curled hair and dark eyes--and it made him slightly weak. He showed no outward signs of any of this, however as she moved closer towards him. She looked as though she was trying to remain as neutral as possible, but she was hesitant and slightly unnerved at his presence. He didn't think that either of them were too thrilled with the situation of each other's presence, and perhaps he would just leave her to her own thoughts. After all, that is what he could sense that they both wanted. However, as he saw her face turn to him he noticed how familiar everything about her was. The way her eyebrows sculpted perfectly around her darkly lined eyes, and the way she carried herself with an air of importance. He tried to turn and walk away, but couldn't find the strength within himself.

As she spoke in soft, liquid tones he felt chills up his back. Her voice was familiar as well--this was too odd. "I'm very sorry, Ma'am to ruin your solitude. My intent was nothing of sort, I assure you. I will leave you to yourself, of course, but I do wonder if I can inquire as to whether I know you--you seem strikingly familiar." He noticed that her expression was still one of a cold, emotionless women. He knew--from his own experience--that this was an avoidance tactic, and only the very intelligent and gifted could master it. He must admit, she was better than most he'd seen attempt it. He was intrigued by the mysterious aura that she gave off, and felt the heat that radiated from them being so close to each other.

He stuck out his hand as politely as possible and said with his most calm and collected manner, "Devon Whiltshire, pleasured to meet your acquaintance, Miss."

Rule words:

[Selena Lupin]

Awesome, we have a Jason! Approved!

[Astrid Lorelei Black]

Yay, another brother to annoy!