Harland Burrows

[Harland Burrows]

Character Name: Harland Ulysses Burrows

Year At Hogwarts:7th

Least Favorite House: Slytherin

What would a typical day in your character's life be like?Wake up, finish up last night's assignments, perhaps journal a little bit and write whatever comes to mind, eat, attend classes, write some more, eat again more classes, assignments, more writing and journaling, perhaps some form of light socialization over dinner and sleep.

Describe your character in 7 words or less: Kind, talented, charismatic, sweet, a little introverted.

A sample of your RPing:
- A simple no would have sufficed. She could have done the kind thing, spare his feelings but instead, she felt the need to be brutal. Perhaps that was just what he deserved for stepping outside of his comfort zone and daring to approach a group of lovely ladies in their formation. Of course, anybody with experience in such matters would have told him that the smart thing to do would have been to lure one away from the pack, to get her alone. That way, at least she wouldn't have had to try to impress her friends. While Harland didn't really understand the need that most people today felt like that had to impress the people around him, the same need that he had never personally felt. Perhaps what was why he was regarded as being so different. He really didn't mean to be, his mother had just always told him to be himself, and it was a lesson that he had taken to heart. It was a shame that more people didn't take the same lesson to heart. It might have done them some good. Instead, he was standing alone in the bitter cold on the outside of a ring of girls who were all currently gossiping about how he had just been blatantly shut down. It was just a dance, and he knew for a fact that if they kept up with that attitude, there was no way that they would be able to do any better than him. He didn't think that he deserved to be called all of those names that they were whispering under their breath. Just because he wasn't the type to be a jock, and run around lifting weights didn't mean that he was meant to just be shoved aside.

Turning his back away he tucked his books under his arm and turned to walk away. Angered that he was feeling defeated. If nothing else, it would at least give him some good inspiration to write something interesting later on tonight.

Important word from rules: -ACCEPTED

And just for our own curiosity, how did you hear about us?

Word of mouth kind folk.