Post by harrypotter on Apr 23, 2012 0:41:35 GMT -5
harry j. potter
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and i'm not sleeping now
----------------the dark is too hard to beat
----------------the dark is too hard to beat
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and i'm not keeping now
-----------the strength i need to push me
-----------the strength i need to push me
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you show the lights that stop me
-------turn to stone, you shine it when i'm alone
-------turn to stone, you shine it when i'm alone
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and of course, my family (all eight hundred and eleven of them).[/ul]
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There are times, however, when his dependability travels into the realm of bullheadedness. Harry can sometimes complete a task with blinders on, stubbornly continuing on despite the fact that doing so might not be prudent. Or, in the event he has to make a choice, he sticks to said decision resolutely. Penetrating his thick skull and obsession can be a difficult task at times, but he is capable of coming around...should you appeal to his sensibilities.
The world is a very black and white place, in Harry's opinion. There's only yes or no...is or isn't, and nothing in between. Consequently, a person either does the right thing, or they do not...a code of conduct he holds himself to as well. Obviously, he has made mistakes along the way, and has done immoral things he has yet to forgive himself for, but he strives to be an honorable and decent being. Despite his pride,
'Go big or go home', though distastefully cliché, is an apt phrase when applied to Harry. There is a need within him, a desire to win. Whether it is catching the Golden Snitch, or catching Dark Wizards, Harry does enjoy success...and the art of besting others
Admittedly, one must first be worthy of forgiveness to receive it, but generally Harry is not one to hold grudges. After all, everyone makes mistakes, so he never feels the need to punish others for not being infallible. He takes the phrase 'forgive and forget' to heart, and tries to do so consistently. There is no sense in resentment, nothing to be gained from it. He's an excellent judge of character, and can tell when you mean what you say...so a simple "I'm sorry." is all he needs. And sometimes, he doesn't even require that. However, don't mistake Harry for a doormat, because he can generally tell when people are trying to deceive him. He may not be an academic, but he does have an excellent intuition. Furthermore, there are some things that could...disqualify a person from receiving amnesty, and purposefully harming his family is the foremost.
It can be difficult to gauge his sense of humor at times, because he does favor deadpan recitation. Generally, however, it is best to assume he is merely teasing, if ever you are in doubt, as that is the most likely situation. As a moody teenager, he mastered the art of snark, and continues to be a bit mouthy to this very day. Most day-to-day disruptions or good-natured needling he can laugh off, soothing the irritation with a facetious comment or two. But he is an amicable guy, and one shouldn't take him seriously...usually. In other words, you will know when he is truly angry or cross.
Though his best friends and wife have broken him of this
Growing up with nothing gave Harry an interesting relationship with money, and material things...in that he really does not need them to be happy. As such, he can be a bit...frivolous with his pocketbook. Everyone knows that sort of person who always has to give their child a Galleon or two before they leave the house, and Harry is this way. He is a sucker for puppydog eyes as well, and usually gives into requests for money (to his wife's chagrin). Being stingy isn't something he'd even consider...if he has the means to help out others, he does. In his opinion, it is a simple matter. Money, when it comes down to it, is meaningless. He was fortunate enough to start his life as a wizard with a vast inheritance, and he and his wife's respective success have bolstered it somewhat...so he wants for nothing. Except, of course, to share. Sharing is legitimately something he enjoys doing, so denying him that opportunity is actually doing him a disservice.
Though he isn't proud of the fact, for the lack of a better word, Harry's temper can sometimes get the better of him. His lack of emotional control has caused him trouble in his youth, and has travelled with him over the years. To this day, Occlumancy is not a strong suit of his, because he lacks mental discipline. Mind you, he does not simply fly off the handle for mundane reasons; the situation has to climax to some strenuous degree at the very least. However, when it arrives to that point, it is apoplectic. But don't blink, because you might miss it! Harry's anger flashes bright, and then fizzles out.
When this happens, and Harry is clearly in the wrong, it can be difficult for him to apologize. His pride often gets in the way, and it usually requires much internal negotiation on Harry's part if he wishes to admit he is wrong. There have been, and will be moments in his life where he expects something to happen in his favor, simply because he knows (on some subconscious level) that he is worthy of it. Sometimes, without meaning to, he takes it for granted that he is the best and deserving of some honors. Fortunately for him, Harry is very aware of this shortcoming on his part and tries (with success) not to act on it. He is a mature adult, after all, and doesn't often let his imperfections get the best of him. [/ul]
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and so i tell myself that i'll be strong
------------------------dreaming when they're gone
------------------------dreaming when they're gone
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It's interesting how life can sometimes bring you full circle, because I was born here...in Godric's Hollow, that is...not three miles away from my current home. I didn't even know what Godric's Hollow was until my late teenage years, and didn't visit until I was seventeen. But when I found out about it doesn't really matter much I suppose, because I've always been connected to the (what some people might call tired) village, in more ways than I knew. I came to be born here, however, following the intervention of Albus Dumbledore...after my life and the lives of my parents' were threatened. It was this threat that sent me on this path, and shaped my child/young adulthood. A Seer's prophecy, that's all it took to lead Lord Voldemort to me, and my family...a few spoken words caused him to seek us out and destroy us. The house of my birth became the house of James and Lily's, my parents, death just a year later.
Without parents, or a wizarding family, I was sent to live with my muggle Aunt and Uncle. My mother was a muggleborn, you see, and her sister...Petunia was as muggle as they come. As such they 'raised' me as a muggle as well, lying to me for eleven years. I had no idea who I really was, and believed that my parents had been killed in a car accident. Looking back, I can see how foolish that excuse was, but I've since come to terms with the Dursleys' betrayal. There is no doubt in my mind that Vernon despises me, and Dudley has grown up to be a respectable man...which is remarkable if you ask me, considering how he was raised. However, Petunia remains an enigma. Sometimes I wonder if she truly thought being horrible to me would 'cure' me of magic, not because she was jealous or thought me an abomination, but because she knew what was at stake...knew what was waiting for me in the wizarding world. Maybe in her mind, if I didn't have magic I would be safe. I know that seems a bit like a thin justification, doesn't it? But I can't help but wonder, and hope for the best in her...no matter how misguided Petunia's actions were.
Either way, living with the Dursleys was hell, as I'm sure you can imagine, but on one seemingly random morning I was given an out and invited to study magic at Hogwarts. Well, in reality, it took me a few mornings to realize this, as my Uncle was determined to keep the letter away from me, but Hagrid (one of my best friends) came through for me. My school career was perhaps more dramatic than that of others, but the majority of it was enjoyable. Everything I went through was worth it in the end, because Hogwarts is where I met my family. I was a dense boy (though some might argue that not much has changed), and it took me a few years to see that Ginny was the woman for me. But what's new, Ginny has always been smarter than I, and she knew it right away. Ron and Hermione, they aren't just 'best friends' anymore, but my brother and sister by law. Logically, it's strange to think of it that way, but on some instinctual level...it makes perfect sense. If I hadn't known them, I would be dead; I know that to be fact. I wish I could say the same, and it's likely that they would tell you about the many times I've saved their lives. It isn't true though, as it was my fault their lives were in danger to begin with. However, that is beside the point, what I mean to say is that I need them in my life.
During what would have been my seventh year in Hogwarts, the wizarding world had a war. It was a volatile time, filled with unnecessary death and destruction, but also new life...as my godson can attest. Together, we defeated the man who killed the parents, children, brothers, and sisters of countless wizards and muggles. It was a bittersweet moment, emphasis on the bitter, but I think wizards and witches saw what could be accomplished when they all stood united. After the war, we began rebuilding. Kingsley Shacklebolt, another friend of mine, gave Ron and me a job in the Auror's office during the aftermath. And that is where I've been since, slowly climbing the ladder as I aged and gained more experience...of the less personal sort, anyway. The job is, damaging and arduous, but it's something I'm truly passionate about. I can't see myself doing anything else.
Yes yes, I am a family man, which is an alien concept to me even to this day. I went from having no family, to having the largest family known to man. There is always someone in my home, always someone within arm's reach...and I love it. Even Dudley has churned out a witch, much to his parent's chagrin. As for our children, I must admit...I might've spoiled them a bit (despite promising myself I wouldn't adopt my Aunt and Uncle's parenting style), but I hope I've armed them with the proper tools one needs in life. One thing is certain, however, I never miss out on a chance to give them a healthy trouncing at Quidditch. They think I'm incapable now that I've aged, and greyed, but the score says otherwise. Our eldest, James...he seems to know how to give us grey hairs, and his precision in this is uncanny. I am told he and I are as alike in temperament as Albus and I are in looks. Oh Albus, he struggles against his mother and I can't say that I blame him. I want him to find his own way just as much as he does, though I'm not sure if he realizes that. And finally there was little Lily, who is very much daddy's girl. Like her mother and grandmothers, I imagine her as the heart of our little family.
I honestly don't know what I have done to deserve all that I have, but I am eternally grateful. [/ul]
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'cause they're calling, calling, calling
------------------------me home. calling, calling, calling home
------------------------me home. calling, calling, calling home
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lights, lights, lights, lights
------------------------lights, lights, lights, light
------------------------lights, lights, lights, light