Post by draco lucius malfoy on Jan 6, 2012 22:33:01 GMT -5
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name: draco lucius malfoy
nicknames: none
age/d.o.b: fifteen - june 5, 1980
house: slytherin
blood status: pureblood
occupation: student
affiliation: death eater
special abilities: none
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play by: tom felton
features: pale blonde hair, grey eyes. tom has rather high cheekbones beneath his pale skin. his hair is always smooth.
build: draco is fairly thin, but has an average stature. he is approximately 5'9" and weighs 136 lbs.
distinctions: everything. draco is, after all, a malfoy. in his opinion, everything is eye catching about him. however, when it comes to scars and the like, draco has few that are actually noticeable.
style: draco is generally dressed in his slytherin robes, or even just a black cloak with jeans underneath. when he wears clothes apart from these, draco wears dark-colored sweaters and tops with dark denim.
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adores:
- purebloods
- women
- privacy
- friends
- his family
abhors:
- mudbloods
- boredom
- ignorance
- most gryffindors
- authority
weakness:
- sexy girls
- he is actually kind in some regard
- his family
strength:
- proud
- intelligent
- determined
boggart:
- losing those he loves
- not being thought of as 'great'
- himself
amortentia:
- orange peel
- honeysuckle
- strawberries
mirror of erised: to be brave
veritaserum: he has a secret crush on luna lovegood
patronus: fennec fox - his father saying he was proud of him
dementor: harry potter's death
overview:
"yea, so, you wanna know about me? alright, i guess i can do that. i mean, i definitely don't have a problem doing that. okay, well...i guess you can say, unfortunately, that i pretty much compartmentalize my emotions. i hide everything from everyone, because i don't want people thinking that i have a weakness. and yea, i get people think i am weak sometimes, but i don't like to be portrayed that way. i am a death eater after all. anyway, besides that, i tend to think about stuff way too often. my future, the future in general...it's all a bit much. and i don't like people thinking that i actually care, cause in most things i don't. honestly, i don't. most people i don't care about, and all that. but, uh, i do like to think about stuff too. i might not be granger or anything, but i like to think i've got some kind of brain up here.
"speaking of granger, i know i've always stood by the fact that i can't stand her, but i guess i've lightened up a bit. when potter died, everything changed. it wasn't about gryffindors and all that, it was about light and dark. and i've started to question if i'm best suited in the shadows, ya know? i mean, i still dislike granger's attitude and horrible sense of stressing studious habits and all, but she's probably not too bad. lots of people aren't that bad, actually. i feel bad for them. i guess being on this side, i've seen that some of them don't deserve to die. yea i think purebloods are still better, but uh, maybe it's not in a sense of because of their blood but cause of their past. like, i like knowing my whole family's past, i guess. so yea...i mean, i'm still me, ya know. but i just kinda feel like...maybe this whole thing isn't all that great. i hope you don't start thinkin i'm all soft and all, cause i still think purebloods are best and all. i'm still...ya know, a slytherin. i'm still me.
"there's things you should note about me though, aside from all that mushy gunk - which, i might add, you better not tell anyone about. i'm quick witted. i am cunning, conniving, even. i get what i want and i'll do anything to get it. and my reputation is spotless. i'm cold and arrogant, and i'm pleased with that. i have no problem with that. people see me as someone they want to be. that's just how it is. that's how it's always going to be. i'm the kind of guy that laughs in the face of danger...though i might only chuckle or subtly snicker. it's cause i make an effort to prove that i don't care what anyone thinks of me, except that they think i'm high up on the chain. which i am, by the way. with father being the minister and all, i'm up there. and anyone who thinks otherwise should watch out.
"i told you, i'm still me. and yea some of it might be contrary to what i've been feeling lately, but as long as father keeps telling me he's proud of who i am, i won't stop being this way."
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mother: narcissa malfoy
father: lucius malfoy
siblings: tegan malfoy
extended:
bellatrix lestrange - aunt
rodolphus lestrange - uncle
andromeda tonks - aunt
ted tonks - uncle
nymphadora tonks - cousin
sirius black - cousin
monetary: rich
overview:
"well, here we go. i was born on june fifth of 1980, which i imagine was a great day for my parents. i mean, look at me now! they've got to be pretty excited. it didn't last long, though, for me. being a baby that is. i got a little sister the year after, tegan. i guess i didn't really notice tegan much, since she was a baby and so was i, really. i was only a little older than one when she was born. but as we got older...i noticed that father took a liking to her more. that's when i started to get jealous of her, i guess. i've always tried to make father mine. i've always wanted him to be proud of me, but it's like he only cares about what tegan does. whatever. i mean, it's always been that way. so i guess you could say i'm a momma's boy. but hey, mother always treats me right.
"anyway, it's been that way ever since i can remember. the whole me and mom and tegan and dad, thing. i don't get it, but whatever. but it did have an impact on the dynamics of my lifestyle, i guess. i've always tried to make father proud. so when i was sorted into slytherin at hogwarts at eleven, i knew i was on the right track. father seemed so pleased with me. but, even then, his love never really was there. it always belonged to tegan. whatever though. so i met potter, granger, and weasley, one of many, that year, too. instantly we disliked each other, i guess because i could spot weasley out a mile away. i mean, the bunch has fiery hair and rummy clothes. how can you NOT spot them? from then on, it's been a bit of a feud between us. in some aspects, now i'd like to turn things around maybe. i mean, i can't right now, but maybe in the future if things get better...i mean, scratch that. things are good now...right?
"then in second year, there was the whole chamber of secrets thing. i thought it pretty pathetic of people to make such a big deal about it. especially since they considered me the heir of slytherin. i guess it just meant they saw me as an emblem of sorts, which is humbling, but no. i'd rather invest my time in simply bullying than dealing with larger schemes like that. at least, i did. so i guess that was pretty interesting. apart from the whole opening of it, i saw no major climax in second year. i mean, i had nothing to fear. i'm a pureblood. nothing was going to harm me that wouldn't harm a mudblood first.
"well, i guess that would take us into third year. i should probably admit, with doubt, that this was the year i found granger a bit...attractive. she had something about her. again, though, the personality....bleh. plus, a mudblood? never. but, i did find an interest in miss lovegood. she was a rather delicate and exotic creature. still is, matter-of-fact. but hey, i can't be seen with someone interested in the good of all. what would that say about me? anyway, back to third year...well, nothing much happened to be quite honest. i mean black was on the loose, but it didn't bother me. he's one of my cousins after all. and yea, i guess now that i know he's on the order's side, he might be after me. but he's still a relative, so i don't see him knocking me off.
"fourth year was when things got tricky. that's when the tournament came to hogwarts and all, and harry got himself murdered. it was the worst memory. i guess because we had had such a strong feud for so long, people thought i'd be happy. and given my background, even more so. but, i wasn't. i mean, i think we could have been friends, had he got past the whole me versus weaslebee thing. i guess i regret not being able to tell him that he was a good person. and see, this is where i freaking hate the fact that he died...it's got me all into thinking i could be someone different. that i am someone different? i hope not. father wouldn't be pleased. it's exactly the reason i don't look into it, not now. he actually believes in me. i've got the mark and everything; was branded when voldemort returned and father was made minister. everything makes sense now. i'm in the chain, part of something bigger than myself. it's what i've always wanted.
"so now it's my fifth year. i'm only fifteen, but i've got all these responsibilities now. it's like, i have to patrol the halls and follow through with punishments in the dungeons. i HATE doing that. it's vile. honestly, if i could run away and not get nicked, i might do it. i just want to be a teenager. this way, i'm not. and since i'm a death eater, there's no way i could go unseen. i guess for now i'll have to hush up my secret crushes and inner thoughts. maybe in the future, something will change. i don't know if it'll be my views, or this world, but something has to change. everything changes. i just hope it's for the better.
"i hope my father is proud of me...because if not, i'd be doing something else without caring. i'd be on the side of good. because if i'm on the 'bad' side, and he still doesn't think i'm respectable or even likeable, then what the bloody hell's the point?"
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alias: CEM
age: 19
experience: 5 1/2 years
timezone: USA eastern
secret phrase: -----
sample:yea right