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a non-canon au potterverse roleplay
September, 2019 :: Spring

Jamie Collins

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About Jamie Collins

  • Birthday 01/23/1997

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    Jamie Devin Collins
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    Melbourne, Australia
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    Australia National Quidditch Team Seeker, Living Merch Machine
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    Cody Christian

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    English oak, unicorn hair, rigid flexibility, 9''
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  1. A Small Start

    Jamie nodded to reinforce the idea. He didn't recall Robin and Alex getting along poorly back in the day - and, if anything, Alex was more tolerable those days than she used to be. Hopefully the pair could rekindle their friendship. They had never been particularly close to begin with (at least to his knowledge, as Alex had never gone haywire over losing that friend too, after all) but perhaps things would be different that time around like they were being for him so far. "Is it bad if I say I suck at Wizarding history too?" He let out a chuckle at first, but reminding himself of where he was, he quickly cleared his throat and quieted it as he wasn't too positive on the notion fellow library visitors would be keen on their much needed silence being disturbed. An apologetic smile was sent towards a random passerby before he refocused his attention on his redheaded friend. "Say, if you need someone to tag along to watch your back... I could? Free of charge. So long as it's not as the same time as practice for me." Or a photo op. Or an autograph signing. Or whatever the hell management made him do on a given day. His schedule was so random it got on his nerves at times. But at least he felt like it was something he was willing to risk: exploring a haunted house, even if for work purposes when it came to Robin, sounded really fun and exhilarating.
  2. A Small Start

    "Really? Thanks, though I must look useless right now." A light chuckle escaped Jamie's throat. He needed help with near everything when it came to books and studying, his grades having never been impeccable (except charms and combat magic, he wasn't half-bad with those!) and he was afraid he was starting to sound like one of those vapid celebrities that didn't know one's rear from their elbow. In an odd way, he felt like his public persona was dripping onto his actual personality in his friend's perceptions, which was quite the unsettling thought. "Ah, I see... I don't know much about that myself. See the pattern?" He grinned as he spoke. At least he was still capable of poking fun at himself. "Though... I suppose you could ask Alex about it. I'm sure she knows a thing or two about it. And I'm sure she'd appreciate the company, she's always complaining about being alone nowadays." Plus, Robin qualified as good company; and with their antics, he figured they'd get along swimmingly. "Maybe you should focus on that first, though? I really don't want to dig into time you'd spend working." He continued, visibly self conscious about bothering the redhead. "But... If you're looking for Muggle history, why are you in the Wizarding part of the library?" That was quite confusing to him. Was fate playing a little game with him and forcing Jamie to embarrass himself with his own lack of knowledge?
  3. A Small Start

    "Well, thanks." Jamie gave Robin a small smile in appreciation. Perhaps her books were annotated? Or maybe she was implying she'd tutor him though his journey of learning more about the various fantastic creatures roaming the Reserve and the Murrigal Bushland. It was a bit embarrassing to him that his redheaded friend found it necessary to take it upon herself to teach him the ins and outs of the local fauna and flora but he decided to chalk it up to her just being benign rather than taking pity on him. Or so he hoped. "A survival book, gotcha." Jamie nodded with renewed conviction, keeping a note in the back of his mind to swing by the Reserve afterwards to retrieve a brochure. Looking around, he didn't spot any survival books - at least, any whose titles indicated they were such a thing. He wondered if Robin had any. She probably did, making it so he'd be dragged out of the library anyway. 'Did I really come here for nothing?' "A project? Tell me about it." He had consciously lowered his tone of voice as their little conversation carried on, seemingly never ending - he didn't want to disturb anybody else in the library after all, and didn't want his pass revoked before he even got a single book from them.
  4. Open Trained and Ready

    At that point in time, Jamie wasn't quite sure if he was a Seeker or a Magizoologist in training, such had been his focus on his new undertaking. It showed just in how great a need he was for a hobby to begin with that he threw himself into studying animals head on for the sake of appeasing to a friend; perhaps he should have moved back into Narragyambie much sooner, or, perhaps he should be more open minded in terms of what to do with his free time. Regardless, after borrowing a pile of books from his adventuring companion, the man put in hours upon hours of studying until he felt confident enough that he could go out to the bush on his own without putting most of its residents in grave danger out of potential mistakes. Despite that reasoning, he wasn't too sure why he focused on that particular thing, of everything else he could have chosen. Was he trying to impress Robin? She had asked Jamie that very same question a few weeks before, even if in jest, but it stuck with him. Perhaps there was some truth to that. He didn't want to embarrass himself at the reserve over lackluster interactions with its many denizens; one could argue he was greatly veering towards insanity by tackling the dangerous bushland on his own instead for a test, but he had always been a bit of a daredevil. Deliberately staying away from Old Man Mackey's shack's general region, Jamie slowly progressed deeper and deeper into the bushland, sticking to trails just in case he got lost - it would be rather unfortunate if that were to happen to him as he couldn't just Apparate out of the area. He hoped he'd come across something interesting sometime soon: something that, hopefully wouldn't get him (or anybody else) killed.
  5. Oil Blue

    Jamie figured Aspen was being polite by not further taking advantage of his offer - while it was a lost opportunity on her end, he thought it was fine as it would be rude of him to insist on it, and so he let it go with a nod. "Alright. Hand me those then." Retrieving the goods Aspen had collected for MJ, the man joined them with his own gifts for Alex. "One second..." He muttered as he walked up to the counter to fork over the money necessary to cover for the items. It didn't take too long for him to return to Aspen's side with two bags. He handed Aspen the ones with MJ's gifts and kept the other bag for himself. "Here you go. Here's hoping your sister likes those." He spoke with a friendly smile to the Bourke. Motioning with his free hand towards the exit of the arts & crafts store, he let the girl leave the establishment first and soon followed. "Would you mind going for a milkshake now or something of the sort?" He suggested once greeting the fresh air of the small town. "I've actually been meaning to check up on you over Quidditch. If you're anything like me, I figure you've been getting contracts already, right? I was wondering if you need any help sorting through them, or maybe need a word or two from someone who's been there and done that." Melbourne Manticore had been his home team for a few years. He was admittedly biased towards them but he was more than willing to help Aspen out in her endeavor.
  6. A Small Start

    "Impress? That's not--" Jamie's words died in his throat amid a shake of the head, nose scrunching up in frustration. That wasn't it, he was about to claim, or was it? He certainly would like to know a thing or two about what he'd be dealing with, for as much as danger was right up his alley - he didn't want to accidentally hurt animals upon interacting with them - but at the same time he didn't want to look like a complete buffoon in front of an expert. Did that qualify as wanting to impress Robin? His hand moved from his beard to the back of his scalp in confusion as he suddenly didn't know what else to do with his hands, the statement having thrown him for a loop. "I could, but... We're already here." He looked around to survey the large aisle, stacked top to bottom with important tomes on the subject in a variety of difficulty levels and knowledge branches. Even with no return date, unless Robin was keeping a library in her own house, it was unlikely that she had so much at her disposal - plus, if she did, she wouldn't be visiting the library in the first place. "I just want to know where to start, really." He reiterated, letting his hand fall at his side. Oftentimes the problem with picking up a new skill was getting that basic knowledge, after which one could go in any direction - hopefully it would be like that with magizoology and related subjects. "And, what about you? What are you here for?"
  7. Oil Blue

    The concern Aspen was displaying over his choice of words cracked up the Quidditch star, and he had to be careful enough not to warn other patrons with the sudden noise. As he bit his lip and the laughter simmered down, a good humored smile stretched his lips wide at the prospect of Alex chasing him down Melbourne with a pitchfork due to the heresy he was about to commit. Paparazzi had nothing on her running stamina, that was for sure! "I guess you could say that." Jamie spoke as he twirled the marked deftly along his fingers. "If you see my obituary somewhere, you now know what happened." He knew nothing would happen. One of his sister's weirder quirks was the complete inability of causing physical harm to someone she liked, even out of a joke - she wouldn't even lightly slap others when they earned it. As far as he was concerned, he could deeply offend her and have his neck be entirely safe from her wrath. Of course, that didn't mean she wouldn't shut him out of his house. "I think that's good enough for now. I have to save up some stuff for her birthday anyway." Horrible at gift giving as he was, he wasn't at all looking forward to that occasion. Hopefully Cole would help him. Again. "Gimme your things, I'll go pay. Pick up one more thing or two while you're at it! No need to sweat over the price tag."
  8. A Small Start

    As Robin retracted the finger gun, Jamie turned around to face her quite slowly - he had to play the part, after all. He leaned backwards just enough to place the book which he happened to be holding at the time on the shelf on its cover before putting his hands behind his head and lacing his fingers to signify he was still very much under her whims. As predicted, whatever little flirting was intended by the redhead in her words went completely over the Seeker's head. "I broke a plate once. That's not so harmless, Officer." He joked as if he had committed a grievous crime. "Those were some sharp edges! Someone could have gotten cut. I suppose I belong behind bars..." As Robin tried to investigate the book he had been holding, the younger adult leaned sideways so not to impede her view. It was a different one, and it read 'Bestiarium Magicum' at the bottom of its very ornate leather cover. "Ah, this is embarrassing, I guess..." He let out a less than confident chuckle, completely betraying his otherwise cocky public persona to anyone that could potentially be overseeing that exchange. "I guess I should've gone to you for help but I didn't wanna look like the helpless oaf that I am in the subject." He slowly lowered his hands, one falling to his side and the other scratching at his scruff beard with the awkwardness. "I was just thinking, if I'm gonna hang around the Reserve with you from now on, it'd be useful for me to know a thing or two about animals... And then I realized I don't know the slightest about it. No clue where to start..."
  9. Oil Blue

    "No worries." Jamie started with an encouraging nod. Past obtaining a few treats for his sister, that would be his good deed of the day - plus, for as dense as he was, he could see Aspen was minimally nervous talking to him. He wanted to find some sort of way to make her calmer and more comfortable in dealing with him, and if anything that was a good way of getting started. The sooner the better, he figured, because with her talent she'd have to get used to being on the same side as him in any given conversation due to there being more than a few Quidditch fanatics out there. He knew for a fact that some even followed school competitions for that same purpose, so it was likely that she already had a few fans of her own. "I have not, but... Hm, let's see..." Letting the prices speak for themselves, Jamie's gaze was soon torn away from the cheaper selection and drawn to the higher quality markers. There were a few packs, and some lone pens that he couldn't help think were overpriced; after grabbing a couple of those packs (once ensuring they weren't the same type with close inspection), he had an idea. He then proceeded to retrieve a bright pink lone marker that seemed to be of higher quality than most of the products present. A grin splayed out in his face in good humor as he shifted his gaze to the fellow Bourke. "I got it. If I don't make it to the next match, you know my sister killed me." He struggled not to laugh. The woman really didn't like pink. His daredevil self couldn't help thinking facing his own demise was a good idea though.
  10. It's finally time for the big move.

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    2. Jamie Collins

      Jamie Collins

      So long as you run 'em by me first.

    3. Tyson McKennis

      Tyson McKennis

      Make sure ya' have one of those nice broom management rooms. 

    4. Jamie Collins

      Jamie Collins

      @Tyson McKennisThis place is huge, I'm not sure what to do with half the rooms actually! So you just gave me a good idea.

  11. A Small Start

    Jamie had been so absorbed in finding out which title was the right for him among that sea of books about a subject he was deeply ignorant about that he didn't even notice a certain friendly redhead sneaking up behind him - truly a stain on his reputation as a Seeker. "Aquatic Wonders of Yorkshire: A Wizard's Field Guide...?" He muttered under his breath, bewildered. Why would Australia have a book on Yorkshire? Wasn't that in the United Kingdom? His eyes squinted in absolute confusion, and he tactfully decided to skip that title - he likely needed something more generic than that. A shiver ran down his spine as he suddenly felt a prickle of pressure to his back, being caught completely off guard. Fortunately, before he could react, a familiar voice accompanied the surprise - an initially tense Jamie immediately broke out a grin in good humor, and he rose his hands upwards as if announcing his surrender to this 'police woman'. "You got me, officer, you got me!" He announced after turning his head to look over his shoulder at his redheaded friend, so to give her the opportunity to decipher what he was saying. He was surprised Robin had gone the Muggle route in the little prank but it made it all the more fun for him to indulge. "Well, Mrs. Officer, I could use some help in knowing what my charges are." It didn't hurt to push the little joke further. "And could you put the gun down? I'm harmless. For the most part, anyway."
  12. Oil Blue

    "Money's not a problem, but what if she doesn't like the pen?" Jamie joked as he browsed the various markers. Different types of tip, different colors, different strokes, it was like reading Chinese. "Maybe I should just buy the whole store and see if that works." He continued as he retrieved a store brand fine point permanent marker. He likely wouldn't get that one, but perhaps he'd learn a thing or two just from observing it. He retrieved the pen's cap so to look at the tip momentarily while Aspen spoke, after which he glanced over at the blonde. "You're in luck then. I'll cover that for you, feel free to get your sister something nicer if you want." Jamie declared with an encouraging smile. Predicting a rejection of his suggestion, he continued as he clicked the cap shut. "Don't think too much about it." He said before giving any room for Aspen to reply. "Take it as a thank you for helping me out with this mess. I'd probably be staring at the window still if you hadn't given me a couple of ideas." Creativity had never been the man's strong point. As such, gift giving had always been something he was quite miserable at. At least he knew well enough not to give Alex that specific marker, which he promptly shoved back into its container.
  13. Oil Blue

    "A gift card doesn't sound too personal..." Jamie answered after giving the idea some thought. "I don't know. I guess I want her to get something and think of me when she uses it? If that makes sense." Alex got him new glasses rather than a gift card. It felt like she had truly put effort into the matter, and the least he could do was repay in kind. With a nod, he looked around to see if he could find the markers; or perhaps, the colored pencils. "That's the second part, sure. Maybe endless ink on those...?" If Cole had succeeded in enchanting a pencil, why wouldn't he succeed in charming a few pens? It would make for a solid gift as well, as the woman was a Squib - she was entirely removed from the magical world as a whole, and couldn't take advantages of the many conveniences magic could bring about. That was simply a way he had to help her cope with it. "While we're at it... Have you checked out your items yet?" Jamie idly inquired as they walked down a second aisle once spotting a sign indicating that it had markers within.
  14. Hopping Fences

    Jamie tactfully waited for Robin to be done washing the dishes and turn around before he spoke up again - otherwise, she wouldn't have deciphered a word that he'd say due to her unfortunate affliction. "You can, but, you don't know where I live. I don't want to end up halfway across town and need transport anyway." He chuckled awkwardly, though he quickly realized how that could be taken the wrong way. "Ah, no offense. I just don't have a picture of the place on me to help either." He leaned back on the counter, sticking his thumbs in his pants' pockets and splaying his hands against the fabric. His fingers drummed up an asynchronous rhythm as the conversation picked up between the two. "I don't know if you wanna do that now, or later. I'd say later, but, it gets dark early now, so, maybe not." He felt like he owed Robin for going out of her way and help him out with a house - scrambling for ways with which to repay the kindness, he quickly added to his statement. "Oh, what about this? We go now, and then I'll grab you dinner somewhere to make up for it. How's that sound? You'll have to tell me of any good place around here though, my memory's kinda fuzzy." He could name plenty of restaurants he had gone to in Melbourne with his Quidditch pals; unfortunately, they weren't as keen to hang out in a 'backwater town', as some put it.
  15. Oil Blue

    "Hm..." The man scratched his beard with his left hand while he nose wrinkled at the response, eyes moving to a nearby shelf with a myriad of supplies. He hadn't expected Aspen to know a thing about it at all, yet he felt somewhat demoralized by the confirmation of his assumption. Should he just pick an item at random and hope his head would stay in place once he delivered the goods to their rightful owner? As she spoke again, he looked at Aspen and nodded. "A sketch book? I suppose... Maybe one enchanted to hold infinite pages? I think I can pull that off." A grin filled his lips with the idea. He had always displayed a talent in charms - could it be that he could pull off the deed? If he couldn't, perhaps he could ask Cole instead to help him out. Last he heard Alex had gotten a forever lasting type of pencil from him too. Last case scenario, if he bought it, he'd just have to tell Jamie where. "Let's see..." Perhaps out of habit of having so much money available to him, Jamie drifted towards the more expensive, hard cover sketchbooks around the area Aspen had pointed out. It was near thirty dollars but it looked durable - thread bound, with a rounded corner cardboard cover, acid free paper, a bookmark, an elastic enclosure, and an expandable inner pocket. "Never thought there'd be so much detail put into a sketchbook. What do you think?" He held up the little book for Aspen to see, getting a second opinion just to be sure. The markers would come next.
Jamie Devin Collins
Australia National Quidditch Team Seeker, Living Merch Machine 0
22 year old Halfblood Human He/Him
Age  22
Date of Birth January 23rd, 1997
Birthplace Melbourne, Australia
Year Level 0
Occupation Australia National Quidditch Team Seeker, Living Merch Machine
Player  Kirupachi
Blood Status Halfblood
Species Human
Pronouns He/Him
Patronus Fox
Wand English oak, unicorn hair, rigid flexibility, 9''
Play-by Cody Christian

1st to 7th Year - Tallygarunga, Bourke House

  • He actually detests being a 'living merch machine';
  • Sometimes gets the urge to just leave and travel the world, but would never do it because of what happened with his father;
  • Is pansexual, but is scared team management won't like knowing that;
  • Sometimes goes around town wearing his hoodie to avoid being recognized;
  • Cannot Apparate to save his life;
  • Has a needle phobia;
  • Despite his ladies man persona, he hasn't actually dated anyone in his life.
General Knowledge
  • One of the few people around whom actually owns a Firebolt;
  • Has a thing for bodybuilding, although not on a competition level;
  • Lives in Narrie but seems to visit Melbourne a lot;
  • Doesn't seem to have too many actual friends, even within the team;
  • His Quidditch style makes it seem like he has a death wish.

Contrary to popular belief, Jamie isn't an irredeemable ladies man with a smack talking mean streak - that's just to sell merchandise, and it works. While he is playful and a bit of a jokester around his friends, he's actually a somewhat shy and quiet man around everybody else whom keeps to himself.

While easy to befriend, it actually takes a very long time to earn his trust due to past events in his life. He's not as bad as his sister in that endeavor, certainly, but one could argue he's not too far behind. That lack of trust also created a very closed off family mentality, meaning he tends to care for himself and them first, and everyone else comes after. He's sometimes mistaken as selfish for that.

He doesn't really like making enemies, able to keep his cool in most hostile situations, although saying the right couple things will make him snap and swing his fists at the provoker. He's particularly touchy whenever someone references his father in any way.

Jamie is very much a thrill seeker, and his dangerous (yet effective) tactics while playing Quidditch are a testament to that, and part of what he's known for. The adrenaline makes him feel like his survival matters, in sharp contrast to how he felt when his father left.

He's very private and resents the type of life his fame brought him, but his unwavering loyalty to his mother keeps him from throwing it all away and makes him give it his best. He's also very idealistic and a romantic, but he rarely gets to display those views at all due to his fractured upbringing and its consequences.


Jamie is 185 cm tall, just above average for the country. His body is very athletic, muscular and well built from working out constantly for fun. He has dark brown hair and blue eyes, much like his twin sister. His hair is somewhat short, but he occasionally gels it upwards. He tends to keep a stubble, and grows a chin patch every now and then.


While often a little awkward and shy towards new people, he quickly becomes a bit of a jokester when surrounded by people he deems as friends, a direct influence from his sister. He has a hard time trusting people but he's a dedicated friend overall, even if sometimes absent/prone to creating rifts in relationships due to throwing himself at Quidditch. He doesn't seem to have any 'type' when it comes to getting along with people, being quite capable of befriending them if he sees them as being good.


Family is everything to Jamie and the vast majority of his decisions in life keep them front and center, especially when it comes to his mother. Having been the victim of child abandonment at the hand of his father, Jamie goes out of his way to ensure they're all provided and care for regardless of personal cost as seen with him willingly catering to his employer's PR needs. Despite not agreeing with them on multiple occasions (especially with his sister), the trauma created a very strong bond among them all and they seem to move past issues between themselves more easily than most people would.


Jamie has no experience in this area, having never dated before, and is quite dense when it comes to it - he's so used to people fawning over him due to his newfound fame (which deliberately places him as a heartthrob due to PR, no less) that he has a hard time distinguishing: people are either catering to his Quidditch persona, or they're just being friendly. 

Being the awkward and shy sort, it's likely that having such feelings grow for someone would exacerbate such things and it would be hard to miss. That being said, it's likely that he doesn't pursue anything unless very serious about it as his contract explicitly states he's not allowed to date anybody.


With fame comes detractors. He lets such things roll off his back, having learned the hard way not to take it personally; he might even be motivated to amp his fake attitude up to eleven for the sake of free publicity. As for 'haters' beyond his work, he's yet to face any; he does perceive his father as an enemy, however, and if he were to see him again, he'd find it difficult not to punch the man in the face.

The story so far

Jamie Devin and Alex Melody were born to a pureblood mother and a muggle father in Melbourne, Australia. Their mother had fallen madly in love with a cartoonist whom lived in the area, and wound up moving from Narrie to Melbourne because of it, leaving the rest of the family behind. It so happened that Jamie was born a wizard, and Alex a squib.

Their early childhood was fairly uneventful. His mother homeschooled him for the basics of wizardry rather than shipping him off to school so soon, while their father focused on Alex and her talent for gymnastics. All seemed well and good in their upbringing until the point when they were around eight years old - their father just decided to leave without so much of an explanation, breaking everyone to varying extremes.

Jamie thinks he got the least of it - he wasn't the man's lover, and Alex was far more attached to him. This was displayed over the course of their lifetimes, as Jamie managed to keep himself somewhat grounded while Alex rebelled and treaded the line between stupid and dangerous many times.

The family soon fell on hard times financially. They decided to send Jamie to Tally because it was a public school, and because his uncle's family lived nearby. His uncle became a father figure as he grew up attending that school, and his father's departure never had much time to set in and take over his mind in the first place.

Eventually the rest of the family moved back to Narrie - they hadn't sold their house and they needed support from the uncle's family, whom was glad to provide it. Alex had grown somewhat distant despite still befriending Jamie, perhaps out of jealousy for his powers and isolation. Despite all the issues between them, however, they remained the best of friends.

Jamie quickly figured out he wasn't cut out for academic work, having an extraordinarily hard time to keep up with anything that involved theory - Potions were by far his worst subject, and it threatened to hold him back in his education many times. Instead he excelled in combat magic, charms, and primarily: Quidditch.

Throughout his school career he became a fantastic Seeker for his house, even becoming the Captain of the team at one point. This unnatural talent didn't go unnoticed by Melbourne's local team either - he was recruited straight out of school to play in the big leagues, and his hard work paid off almost immediately.

A side talent was discovered, however - the man was very marketable. Building a bad boy, ladies man, faster than sound type of persona for the public, the team managed to churn out all sorts of merch. The fortune he made out of it made it possible to buy a Firebolt out of his own earnings at a young age, even before he was recruited by the Australian national team.

It's a recent promotion. Now, Jamie must figure out how to prove himself to all the doubters whom think he was handpicked precisely because of his merch selling talents. But he can't help but question the team's intentions himself, sometimes. Does he really belong?


With the year rolling over and most of his buddies graduating from college and moving on with their lives, his own twin included, Jamie found himself to be too solitary to his liking. The loneliness, coupled with the pressure coming from his PR management, was starting to become too much to bear. Luckily, after the grand return of one of his friends, he became inspired to work more on himself for a change - and perhaps even move back to Narragyambie, where he feels he truly belongs. He can't help feeling poorly about leaving Alex behind, though.

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