| Let me be Frank ( @ 2010-02-26 00:58:00 |
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OUT OF CHARACTER NAME: Smee IN CHARACTER
He's friendly, if a little pathetic at meeting people for the first time, and will often take a long time to get comfortable enough with someone to laugh and joke with them. He fidgets constantly and his eyes are always moving, traveling around the area and making his head buzz with mostly unimportant thoughts. Frank is almost never not distracted in class, but he somehow manages to pull through with more-than decent marks. While usually appearing quite modest (having no estimates as to where he ranks on a scale of physical attractiveness, and never claiming right to academic pride,) Frank does regularly show signs of a personal brand of narcissism. When he gets an idea into his mind, and he really and truly believes it to be valid, he will try to push it onto everyone around him until they either believe him or walk away in annoyance. Frank is something of a conspiracy theorist and has believed that every single Professor at Hogwarts had a grudge against him at one point or another. Frank, like his sister, is very opinionated, with a distaste for people who choose to remain neutral; the moral compass is strong in him and he can't understand why anyone wouldn't want to support what's right. If he had to describe his philosophy when it came to conflict with other people, Frank would say: "They don't have to like me, they just have to listen to me." Frank likes muggle video games, any occasion where he might be permitted to stuff his face and most things that have roots. He's particularly fascinated by the Whomping Willow, but his father insists that it's just an unstable enchantment and he ought to stay away from it. He likes girls a lot too, but that's sort of a given; he went through a phase throughout third and fourth year where he attempted to be suave and woo the girls his age, but he soon realized that he would always be far too spastic for the work of the ladies-man. He resigns himself to being "the friend" and enjoys the company of the fairer sex in a platonic way. Frank doesn't like shady politicians, especially the lot that's been messing with the laws lately, and he hates any kind of thinking that resembles the Death Eater ideologies. He's ever so slightly wary of Slytherins, but he knows that prejudices like that are unnecessary in this time and can learn to get along with them just fine. If it weren't for Herbology, Frank and Neville would have nothing to talk about. Frank's interest in the field sprouted (heh) just before he hit his teens and it improved their originally bland relationship significantly. He likes to keep himself busy in the greenhouses when there's no one else around, having something to do with his hands quiets the paranoid thoughts that creep into his head and zip around like excited hummingbirds. HISTORY: Frank, being the youngest, was the closest thing the new Longbottom family had to a brat; when he was younger he could get almost anything out of his mother with a "please" and a lopsided smile. And even today, if Frank is without a job and needing money to go out, one of his parents will hand over a pouch of galleons and they usually won't go into the lecture about finding employment (a lecture they might have given if Alice had been in the same position.) When the traditional methods failed, Frank often got his way as a child because he didn't have a problem with whining; he has since learned to control himself. When Frank was six, he met his grandparents for the first time. They had made progress at St. Mungo's but were still too unstable to make it in the world without constant supervision, so they'd set up house in one of the hospital's surveillance suites. Seeing adults behave like children is especially stressful for someone as young as Frank was, and seeing how his father had tried to hide his misery at seeing his own parents in such a state hadn't helped. He was noticeably different after that visit, quieter, and he began spending more and more time in his own head. He's dreaded visiting his grandparents ever since then, and is always eerily calm on the days when he has to see them. When he finally got to Hogwarts and had to sit through the sorting, he'd been terribly nervous. He'd known it was a cliché, being afraid to sort outside of the family (even if he didn't know what "cliché" meant at the time) but he couldn't help it. He was already terrified by the Slytherins, intimidated by the Ravenclaws and mostly confused by the Hufflepuffs, Gryffindor was the place with the most familiar faces. The hat had been quick in settling his fears, though, and Frank was so relieved he even hugged Alice when he got to the table; a display of weakness he'd hoped he wouldn't make in the first week. Frank's tendency to jump to the most frantic conclusions didn't alienate him from the rest of his peers, but it didn't necessarily help him either. He struggled to make friends in first and second year, but he gained more as he got into the higher years and his opinions became less annoyingly insistent. Frank has never had a girlfriend but has been thinking about what it would be like since he knew that boys and girls could date. There were a few occasions where he actually got the nerve to ask a girl out, but the ones he liked were always way out of his league and always said no. He was rejected so many times before fifth year that he told his friends he'd given up entirely; they'd all laughed, but Frank hasn't asked a girl out since.
Robert Sheehan EXTRA GOODIES
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