Post by Freyr Njarðarson on Aug 28, 2010 15:02:37 GMT -5
Character Name: Freyr Njarðarson
Country: Iceland
Age: 14
House: Hufflepuff
Gender: Male
Personality:
Freyr seems quite cold and quiet, but if you really know him, you know that he is not just that. He doesn't like showing his feelings to anyone that much, only the ones he's really close to.
One feeling he can't hide is frustration. It's quite easy to make him more or less angry, and he has given up on hiding that feeling. He can become angry about almost anything, and being teased is something he really can't bear. He might actually take offense for real and start sulking or leave. But he doesn't really like fighting, usually he's just being too stubborn to apologise or admit that he was wrong.
But it's even easier to make him embarrassed than frustrated. You might see him flushed every day, simply because someone has said or done something that really embarrasses him. Or then he has done it himself(but nah, it's always someone else's fault). Usually making him embarrassed leads to making him frustrated, and then he will snap at you. But his snapping is nothing scary, just amusing.
Even though he's mostly like this, it's not always just sulking and being embarrassed. He is a very emotional person, and he usually feels simply helpless and indecisive, even though he hates it. He knows he's weak, but when someone tells him he's weak, he'll snap anyway.
On the other side, he might say that some things are 'embarrassing' even though he really likes them. He doesn't always just give you the blank face or try to glare at you behind his blush; he can actually smile and laugh too, but rarely. He only does this with someone who he's really close to.
He is a hardworking student who always tries to do his best.
Background:
Freyr was born in Reykjavík, Iceland in 2020. His parents were both pure-blooded wizards, and even though they were quite strict, they weren't antagonistic towards the muggle borns at all. They wanted their son to be open-minded but hardworking and loyal, just like they were themselves.
His parents were afraid of Pangaea because of their blood purity, so instead of joining the resistance movement they decided to move to Iceland, the place Freyr's father was from and start living like muggles. It took them a while to learn, but they were determined. Some years later their son was born, and since the situation hadn't changed at all, they decided to send him to a muggle school and kind of forget the fact that they ever were pure-blooded wizards. Freyr did have some magical abilities, but they teached him how to control them. Nowadays he still sometimes thinks that he is totally not a wizard, he's so used to being a normal person.
Since he was raised as a muggle, the invitation made him quite nervous and unsure. He had been hiding his abilities since he was a little boy, and now he was supposed to start training those abilities. His parents understood this, but they really hoped that Freyr would go and become a great wizard.
RP Sample:
"I can't believe this! My own little boy going to Hogwarts!" His father yelled, grinning widely. He was looking at the paper, tears of joy in his eyes, reading it for the 20th time.
Freyr looked away, frowning. "Father, it's no miracle... you're both wizards so..." He really wanted to learn how to use magic well and make his parents proud but... even though Scotland wasn't that far away, he was sure that he would miss his homeland terribly. And the friends he had made in school... they meant a lot to him really.
His mother petted his head. "You'll have to come home for Christmas, dear. I'll miss you terribly."
Oh well, it seemed like his parents had already decided that he'd go. It was a great opportunity indeed, but it was still scary.
"We will come to the UK with you." his father nodded. "We have to make sure you get everything you need."
Freyr rolled his eyes, a little bit embarrassed. He felt like a baby. He muttered something that sounded like "ugh, fine", got up and told his parents that he was tired, and they should talk more about this tomorrow. His parents were focused on the paper again, so he wasn't sure if they heard him, but he stomped upstairs to his room anyway. He had a lot of thinking to do.
( nngh I'm sorry I took so long yet this is still so short ;n; also, if we get a Norway who wants these two to be brothers I can plot with them and edit later? )