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[align=center]Hey!!
Now that you have my attention

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4-5 Lines of Lyrics
That fit your Character

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Settle for a world neither up or down
Sell it to the crowd that has gathered 'round

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Name: Albus Severus Potter
Birthday: February 17th
Age: Thirty-one years old
Gender: Male
Nicknames: Albie, Albie-pie, Albie-whatever you can add, Allie, Allie-kins, Allie-whatever you can add, Sevvy, Sevvybunneh, Sevvy-whatever you can add, Al, Potter
School: Hogwarts
School House: Slytherin
Race: Human Wizard
Blood Type: Half-Blood

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These pictures in my head
Lyin' in my bed

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Height: 5 foot 11 inches
Hair color: Black, dark brown
Eye color: Green eyes but wears contacts that give him blue eyes
Skin tone: Tanned during the summer but pales slightly in the winter
General Appearance: "What can I say? I get my looks from my father. Actually I've been told I look exactly like my father which scares me just a little. Supposedly I'm a mini Harry running around and I swear my own mum has mistaken me before though I doubt she'll admit that. Anyways, my hair is messy, like so messy that I attempt to comb it and it just sticks out on another angle. I use gell and my hair is suddenly spiked at random parts despite my hand slamming into my scalp just to keep it down. It's ridiculous. Other than that, it's dark like my dad's. Hair isn't all to special. Unfortunately, I am a depressing two inches shorter than my dear brother as I now sit at 5 foot 11 inches. It's just kills me inside. You have no idea. Fortunately, I didn't inherit Uncle Ron's scrawny frame because I really didn't wish to be that skinny. And I had to build some strenght to protect myself. Do you have any idea what it's like to sniff your own brother's armpit because you can't pull yourself out? No you don't. And if you said yes, don't lie. Lying will get you killed. Okay, my weight is an impressive 151 lbs. Yeah it's impressive. I got the athletic built. Muscle, muscle, muscle. I can't be beaten...unless I'm stuck underneath one of those damn armpit holds. Currently I'm wearing jeans and this plain-looking tshirt. I normally throw on a pair of jeans and some random shirt that doesn't smell bad. Sometimes I don't bother throwing on a shirt because seriously, my body rocks. Five bucks my style could turn Voldemort gay. -shudders- Oh mental picture of him hitting on me disturbs me though. Thankfully, I don't have this lightning shaped bolt scar on my forehead to make me look all different. Also, I personally don't think freckles make any look different but I do have them. They are scattered across my nose area. But a really distinguishing feature is this scar I have straight down my left leg. Two words: Quidditch accident. Unfortunately I split my leg open somehow and it required some emergency hospital work in our very own living room. I got a pleasant scar for what occurred. Personally I rather not talk about what happened. It's kinda embarrassing."
Mirror: Tim Rozon

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Call it strange
This is the way we are

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Likes:
--Family
"My family means the world to me. Without them, I wouldn't be here. I owe them my life and there is no doubt in my mind that I would do anything for them. If it means to keep them safe, then I will do it. If it means freedom, then I will certainly do it. I seriously mean anything."
--Music
"This is my passion. This is my escape. I breathe music. I live music. I have no clue what I do without it. It's what inspires to me to play my guitar and become better. It's too hard to describe how amazing music really is."
--His guitar
"My father recommended that I learn how to play an instrument of some sort to relieve my boredom. So at the age of eight, I began to teach myself how to play a guitar and read music. After all these years, I'm one of the best guitarist you're going to find in this generation. If I can only sing, I would be an awesome musician. Unfortunately, my singing is a little off-tune. Shower singing is the best I can do."
--Quidditch
"I'm fucking Albus Potter. I would be a total disgrace if I didn't know how to play Quidditch. A DISGRACE!! Okay, maybe not a disgrace, but Quidditch is an awesome sport to play on some free time. Free time rarely ever comes though, but I use to play it a lot when I was younger while the adults talked."
--Adventures
"I know I know, just like my father. Taking the risk and getting into a little trouble has never bothered me. I enjoy the next big thing. Fun, exciting, dangerous, everything I can ask for."
--Girls
"What more can I really say here? Beautiful, beautiful, and beautiful. They are absolutely amazing."
--His friends
"What can I do without these guys? I have no fucking clue."
--His looks
"Have you seen my looks? Any girl would sigh just taking a look at me, if I can only get out of my brother's tall shadow. He's an attention hogger and I feel completely deprived."
--Storms
"There's something about a storm that I find so peaceful. I don't know what it is, but during a storm, I feel as if everything is going to be alright. I enjoy standing out there in the rain, allowing it to pour down on me. I don't seem to mind at all. Storms are simply beautiful and breathtakingly stunning."
--Swimming
"Swimming equals hot girls in bikinis and me with my shirt off. Two things that just go well together."
--Spontaneity
"Uh hello, another adventure in the making. No thinking, no planning, just doing. Now that's fun."
--Firewhiskey
"Of course I drink. Do you see what the hell we're living in? Drinking takes some of the edge off, and I'm not so tense after a few drinks. It's not like I drink excessively. I just enjoy the burning feeling I feel in the back of my throat."
--Food
"Hello, I'm thirty-one years old and male. Of course I love food. What else am I going to use for my body's nutrients? I need something to produce some energy so I can make those muscles. Me plus Grandmum Weasley's cooking equals yummy!"
--Dragons
"Dangerous flying and dangerous creature. 'Nuff said I believe."
Hates:
--Disrespect
"I may be half-blood, but if you dare to disrespect me it's the last thing you're gonna do. Trust me, I deserve some respect and you better damn well show it before you get hexed into the next century. I will not be dealing with this pureblood shit where you think you're hot shit because your daddy fucked his cousin to keep it in the blood. Yeah go ahead and be proud of that. At least I can say my parents have no relation to each other."
--Losing
"Sadly, I hate losing. I'm a very sorry loser. Normally, I lock myself up for a few days, "pouting" as my mum calls it. It does not bode well with me when I lose. It simply pisses me of because I believe I can do better."
--Bad Cooking
"It's a real turn off. I don't want to eat crap. I want some good cooking that makes my tummy full so I can sleep like a baby. Don't feel it with nothing. That's just wrong."
--Committment
"Sorry girls, but I don't do well with committment. It's like fear of some sort. Don't ask me why but I'm afraid to settle down. I'm afraid to break some girl's innocent heart and make some mistake of sorts. I'm just afraid to committ to a relationship, no matter how much I may love the girl."
--Fangirls
"You peoples are the creepy ones. Girls that have my picture somehow or keep samples of my sperm are creepy and I want to stay away. First o