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PHILIP zane WINTHROP



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GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: Philip Zane Winthrop
Age: Twenty-Three
Birthday: April Twenty-Second
Blood Type: A-
Orientation: Bi-curious/Straight
Blood Status: Half-Blood

APPEARANCE

Play-By: Pete Wentz
Height: Six feet and two inches
Weight: One hundred and fifty-three
Hair Colour: Black
Eye Colour: Chocolate brown
Skin Colour: Light tan
Distinguishing Features: A small ring piercing on his right ear and a tattoo on his chest.
Dressing Style: Philip is very picky with his clothing, always going for the piece that looks the most flashy. He is extremely fond of the leather fabrics and has a tendency of spending way too much on such things. He likes dark clothes, but he can also go on the completely opposite end and wear a number of bright, neon clothes.

PERSONALITY

Personality Traits: Playful, loves to pull pranks on people, protective, honest, a kiss-up, loyal
Likes: Pranks, his little sister, dogs, playing around, leather, shoes
Dislikes: Lying, people picking on his sister, cats, bees
Strengths: Being honest, protective of his sister, being a kiss-up, staying in contact of his parents
Weaknesses: Lying, sports, knowing when to stop shopping

MAGICAL WORLD

Wand Wood: Hazel
Wand Core: Manticore Hair
Wand Length: Eight and a half inches
Pet(s): Kiernen, Barn Owl

BACKGROUND

Mother: Melody Winthrop
Father: Graham Winthrop
Sibling(s): Cadence Winthrop
Other Important Family: None really
History: Even though he was the first born, it had never seem to be that way, his younger sister born a year after him. He had always played with her and whatnot as a child, but they were hardly that close. They had a very well-made lifestyle, having practically everything he wanted. Unlike his sister, he never minded being babied or told what to do. He was always the one to stay on their good side and even kiss-up to them. The fancy clothes they dressed him in was perfectly fine with him, and he even came to the point of preferring such expensive things.

When he went into Hogwarts, he was placed into Gryffindor, something his parents were more than happy about, something that his sister unfortunately never got to experience. During her years at the school, he finally stepped in as the older brother to help her. Cadence and their parents obviously never saw eye-to-eye, something he would try to fix countless times, but it never seemed to work. He was there for her, either way, keeping her from the prying eyes of other boys and making sure she was never hurt by anyone. When he left the school, he found a simple job that really did little for pay, but his parents always kept a flow of money through him. He was horrified to hear of what his parents had done to his sister, shocked that they'd kick her out. It hurt him as well, but he kept his opinions quiet around his parents.

Even at the age of twenty-three, Philip continues to live with his parents, finding little reason to get a well-paying job. He was the only one to keep tabs with his sister, but she hardly ever spoke of what she was doing, something that had really begun to worry him.

MUGGLE WORLD

Alias: Vivian
RP Experience: 5-6 Years
RP Sample: It wasn't long until she felt the sharp jerk of movement beneath her as the stairs moved yet again. Somewhere down below, Vivian could hear the brief shrieks of surprise from a group of first years, the sound bringing a faint smile to her lips. It was amusing now to watch how the newcomers handled the moving staircases. Some would try to time it so they wouldn't get caught, other tried to just run over them quickly. But, there was just simply no easy was to get out of it period. The stairs moved when they wanted to. There was no way to time their movements or to try and get out of them easily. They either moved or they didn't and that was it. As she was now going on four years at the school, they hardly placed any bother on her. She knew of some that still acted surprised when the steps moved, but for her it hardly faltered her. Of course, she had, in a way, become 'immune' to the movements so to speak.

Since the beginning of her second year, Vivian had made a habit of just plainly sitting on the stairs. What she did on them differed each time. Sometimes she would simply read or work on assignments she had been given that day. Other times she would actually try to make a few sketches in her note pad, or just sit there. It was a nice place to be in her mind. No one ever bothered to stop in the middle of the stairs to talk to her, which was something she liked. Not being a huge fan of having conversations anyways, it suited her well. It was nice to just sit there and be ignored by others.

As the staircase she sat upon came to its abrupt halt, the brown haired girl let out a soft sigh, her shoulder leaning up against the cool, marble rails. She closed her eyes for a moment as she took the time to listen to her surroundings, not focusing on just one thing. She could hear both the loud and the quiet conversations the countless pictures were having, and she could hear their laughs and taunts as they teased each other in a friendly manner. It might've been odd to say, but listening to them was something she had always enjoyed. Opening her lightly colored brown eyes again, she looked down at the levels of stairs below her through the railing, watching the few other students who made their way over the marble steps. For a moment, the lupine-cursed teen wondered where they were all heading off to. Were they going to meet up with friends of theirs? Of, were they off to work on school related things?