wHEN PEOPLE ASK YOU WHAT YOUR MOST TREASURED POSSESSION IS AND THEN JUDGE ME WHEN I SAY IT’S MY MACBOOK WOW SORRY DID YOU WANT ME TO SAY A LOCKET MY GREAT AUNT ALICE’S GRANDFATHER’S SON HANDCRAFTED FROM KING ARTHUR’S SWORD WELDED WITH PHOENIX TEARS AND THE BLOOD OF A WOOD NYMPH NO OKAY I FUCKING LOVE MY MACBOOK NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP AND WATCH HOW I CAN SCROLL WITH TWO FUCKING FINGERS OKAY THAT”S BETTER THAN ANY LOCKET
Frank Longbottom | 25 | Gryffindor | Pure-blood | Member of the Order |
FC: Lee Pace|
Date of birth: 1953., England
Ship: Alice Fortescue
For the first 17 years of his life all Frank wanted to be was an auror. He would pester his dad with questions about work, once he started at Hogwarts his only focus was being accepted into auror training, when his father died his determination grew ten-fold. At first to seek revenge on those who killed his father, but after some time he wanted to prove to himself that he could do it. No matter how often his mother, Augusta Longbottom, told him he could never be as good as his father.
As his seventeenth year drew to a close and his acceptance into auror training was set in stone Frank’s focus turned to the life he had been avoiding. While auror training tested him in more ways than a Hogwarts education could have ever prepared him for, he was determined to pay more attention to the finer things in life. Namely the way Alice Fortescue tucked her hair behind her ears, or stuck out her tongue when she was concentrating. He had constantly cursed himself for all of the years he had let slip through his fingers. Their friendship grew during training, and together they decided that for convince sake they should become room mates. It’s made them closer than either of them expected, and they bond over everything from recounting the day’s missions to the cooking lessons Frank gives Alice. Before him. she burned toast, but she’s up to making only semi-gooey spaghetti with his help. He’s been on the verge of letting it all out countless times, but something always catches in his throat.
Now that Frank is a full fledged auror, and with a war right around the corner (despite what the Prophet is reporting) he feels that all of the cards are in his hand. If only he could get the words out.
Order of the Phoenix
Current status: Open
Once and For All from the final performance of Newsies on 8/24/14. I didn’t plan on recording this song, but halfway through decided that it was so amazing that I just had to. You’ll notice that it gets really shaky and weird for a moment. That’s when we all gave a standing ovation in the middle of the song. Sorry for the screaming!