CORNFOOT, stephen alexander

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stephen alexander cornfoot

“do you believe in love, do you believe its true"

HEY MY NAME IS rob, AND I'M AGE IN eighteen YEARS OLD. I'M A STUDENT HERE AND A pureblood. I AM straight AND PROUD OF IT. I'M ALSO A CANON. I AM IN THE HOUSE OF HUFFLEPUFF. I LOOK LIKE ben barnes. IF YOU WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT ME, JUST SEE BELOW!

Stephen Cornfoot is the perfect example of a plain young man. His body is normal, as is his looks and attitudes. He has a very soft and charming smile. His eyes are a dark chestnut brown, with light flakes of green floating in them. He holds one hundred-forty pounds well on his six foot frame. He is not overly muscular, but is not at all out of shape. His hands are often scratched, or cut from his plant work. He has several scars on his hands from various cuts and accidents. Stephen's hair is dark and usually long. He keeps it very clean, but does not seem to worry about what style he wears. He has a pale complexion that is light and almost olive colored that reflects his Greek and Scottish heritage.

Stephen is always a good dresser. He keeps his robes, and clothes clean. He is almost anal about how he looks, and is usually proper when he dresses. His favorite accessory is his grandfather's black and yellow striped Hufflepuff tie. He usually wears it with his robes while attending classes. During his free time he will wear various muggle clothes of various colors, but mostly sticks to colors representing his beloved Hufflepuff House. He loved bright colors, so it is not unknown to see him in a flashy shirt, or outfit when his mood sees fit.

Stephen Cornfoot was born in the middle of a harsh Winter, two days after Christmas in a small village in Scotland. His parents were overjoyed to welcome the third child into their odd family. The Cornfoot clan was lead by the outcast former Slytherin Maribelle Arnold, who was once associated with various dark wizards while in attendance in Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where her own father was the Professor of Herbology. A deep rift was created within the family due to Mari's attitude toward her muggle loving father. Upon graduation, Maribelle escaped with her young husband Michael Cornfoot, to the grassy crags of Scotland. There she held various correspondences with other wizards of like mind while bending her poor husband to her own desires. Mari was a cruel person who eventually turned her attentions to the deeper dark arts, and became a Death Eater shortly after Stephen's birth. Disaster struck the family when Stephen was just two years of age. During a power struggle with another dark wizard, the Cornfoot family was murdered. Only Stephen survived the slaughter, and this only due to his father hiding the sleeping toddler under the floor of their sitting room. His grandfather found the crying youngster when he arrived to examine the family's home. This was the first meeting between Stephen and the man to become his mentor, teacher, and adopted father.

The move to London did not have much effect on Stephen due to his young age; however, when he got older the city amazed him. His grandfather had been in House Hufflepuff and enjoyed the lives and habits of muggles. He indulged Stephen in stories, lessons, and field trips to show him all the wonderful things the muggles have done, and could do. It was like living inside a living zoo for the young mind of the orphan. He was constantly exposed to something new, and there was always a lesson involved in their outings. Everything was not all roses though, when he turned five Darius noticed odd things about his grandson. Stephen was in the habit of counting his crayons, and sorting them by color. He had to have all his clothes arranged by color, and use in his closet. What surprised him the most was how the boys attention was often shifted from subject to subject at a rapid rate. Stephen, who had learned to read at an early age, would often read four or five books at once. He could read a paragraph then get distracted by something else and return to the book hours later to repeat the process.

This lead his grandfather to take him into the city to St. Mungo's for some evaluation. Stephen was soon under observation and finally a muggle born healer diagnosed him with something the muggles called Attention Deficit Disorder, and Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. These odd muggle illnesses were controlled with muggle drugs that left Darius scratching his head. He did not want to place his grandson on muggle drugs, so he started to develop some herbal remedies of his own. Soon, as Stephen reached his tenth year, Stephen could almost control some of his issues. He had grown into an eccentric child, often enjoying things for short periods of time before having to move on to the next interesting thing. He would read a lot, learned very easy, and enjoyed all things dealing with muggles. He took to gardening, and enjoyed plants above all other things. His grandfather, a former Professor, took it upon himself to teach Stephen and prepared him for the eventuality of a letter from Hogwart's School. The letter arrived, and Stephen found himself a Hufflepuff, and learning in the magical castle.

Years passed, and Stephen entered his final year of school. Sadly, it did not begin well. The week before he entered his seventh year, he found out that his mentor was diagnosed with Alzheimer's Disease. Being so entrenched in the lives of muggles, Darius would not hear of going to St. Mugno's for treatment. The onset of the illness started to have a strong impact on Stephen's attitude. He was depressed, and fought with his grandfather to seek a cure. A distant cousin of Darius, Master Thomas Arnold came to live with the family and help with Darius while Stephen returned to school. In a trail of tears, Stephen returned to finish his education with a heavy heart. In light of all the recent events in the wizarding world, Stephen's attentions have been hard to contain. His thoughts are always falling on what he could do to protect the muggles, help the weak, and fight for the rights of those who can not defend themselves. These thoughts clash with his own goals to graduation, attend university, and return to Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to carry on his grandfather's legacy and become a Professor of Herbology, if he did not force himself to return and take care of the only man he ever loved. He held a strong hope he would find a cure on his own, and save his grandfather's life.

HEY MY NAME IS rob, AND I'M 18 YEARS OLD. I FOUND YOU FROM valval. WANNA SEE WHAT I CAN DO. CHECK IT OUT.

Summer,it turns me upside down
Summer, summer, summer
It's like a merry go round
I see you under the midnight
All shackles and bows
High shoes with the cleats a clickin'
A tempermental glow

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The empty classroom was exactly what he had in mind for today. There were no classes, or Quidditch practice, so he was pretty much free to do what he wished for the day. It did not even take him as long as normal to sort through his clothes, select a decent outfit, and situate himself to be viewed by the general populace of the school. After three hours he was dressed, packed, and ready to roam the halls to find the single room that suited his needs. The search for the room took another hour, after he got side tracked by a couple of second year Gryffindors fighting about some project or another. He had to stop and sort that out before moving on with his full backpack. His dark eyes moved from door to door until he finally selected one, found the room to be empty and moved inside. He shut the door behind him, and smiled to himself as he looked at the large desk at the front of the room.

Oh, don't you let me go
Oh, I got a hold on you
I got a hold on you
I got a hold on you tonight
(Night)
Oh, I got a hold on you
I got a hold on you
(Got a hold on you)
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Stephen unpacked his backpack being very careful with the old muggle record player. He attached the cylinder, the needle, and the iron crank with a smile on his face. His eyes followed his fingers as he ran the tips over the grooves in the record he pulled out of the cardboard and paper casing. The cover had long ago gone missing, but the record itself worked very well. It should, he bewitched it himself before packing it away with the stacks of others hidden at the bottom of his school trunk. He did not know if this was against the rules, but he also did not care much. He enjoyed music, and he was damn sure going to take advantage of the empty classroom, and loads of time he had free. His smile halted as he slipped the needle down on the records, tapped the crank with his wand, and closed his eyes. Stephen waited for his grandfather's antique record player to start working.

(Oh oh, it's magic)
When I'm with you
(Oh, it's magic)
(Oh oh it's magic)
To know the magic
You know it's true
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He pined for Summer, the weather of pools, backyard food, and sunny days, as the music played loudly. The Cars was a muggle band that he enjoyed often, and this was one of his all time favorite muggle records. The music echoed off the bare stone walls, and bounced around the room. It was not long before he joined in. His feet moved in circles as his black and yellow tie moved over his shoulder and streamed behind him as he moved. His eyes were closed, his lips mouthed the words of the song, and he often played air guitar as he leaped up on a desk and danced to an invisible crowd. His feet tapped as he held a play microphone in his hand, and continued to sing along with the music. His lips parted into a wide smile, he pointed to invisible fans, and he jumped off the desk to run across the room that had now become his stage. Several jumps followed, and he continued to move to the sound of the music.

For him, in this moment, nothing else existed.

Oh, twisted under sideways down
I know you're getting twisted
And you can't calm down
I see you under the midnight
Love darts in your eyes
How far can you take it?
Till you realize
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this app was made by valval @ Caution 2.0….steal and she will send THE DOCTOR after yew.[/center]

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denied!

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this app has been denied for one reason and one reason only. you did not clearly read the one rule with the applications on the application templates thread. it says that your first character must be completed with the traditional app then you are free to use the freestyle i am sorry rob really. you are welcome to repost his app using the traditional style[/center]