Godric Kingston
Anarchist / Anti-Ministry / Debatable
- Messages
- 24
- OOC First Name
- Kaitlyn
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Sexual Orientation
- Graysexual
- Wand
- Curly 11 Inch Sturdy Ash Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 9/2029
The fact that he was in a large castle completely blew Godric Kingstons mind. Hogwarts was everything he wanted it to be, and more. There were many students, diverse minds, everything he could ever want in a school. The school alone was a big one, with many floors and plenty to do. The only problem was he did not know what to do. Everything was too much for the lad, and everything he did was for himself as of lately. He had no siblings here, and felt really alone since he did not know his relatives well enough to converse with them. Anyone with the Snow name was related to him, as well as Katsaros. He heard a few called out, but did not know how they were related at all. It was strange since his father did not explain it to him thoroughly. Perhaps he did not know. It had to do with someone named Anastasia though. That was all that Godric knew. The Gryffindor made his way through the corridors, with his fingers tracing along the edges of the stone as he was in deep thought. Could he really find himself a home here? He would have to force it.
The Gryffindor first year looked up as he nearly bumped into someone. A Slytherin first year, and a girl. Godric still did not think that girls were pretty or nice. They were still gross in his child eyes. However, to get along with people, Godric would need to converse and befriend girls too. He gave her a weak smile, obviously a little forced. He brushed the hair out of his eyes and hoped that he was not looking too bad. Of course, the first thing out of his mouth was, What do you think of the limits of magic? Godric wanted to kick himself at that point, but it was something that he wanted to know. He heard more and more about it from his father and he wanted to know.
The Gryffindor first year looked up as he nearly bumped into someone. A Slytherin first year, and a girl. Godric still did not think that girls were pretty or nice. They were still gross in his child eyes. However, to get along with people, Godric would need to converse and befriend girls too. He gave her a weak smile, obviously a little forced. He brushed the hair out of his eyes and hoped that he was not looking too bad. Of course, the first thing out of his mouth was, What do you think of the limits of magic? Godric wanted to kick himself at that point, but it was something that he wanted to know. He heard more and more about it from his father and he wanted to know.