Post by luciusmalfoy on Dec 28, 2010 16:14:08 GMT -5
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LUCIUS JOSHUA MALFOY
[/size]LUCIUS JOSHUA MALFOY
Show me how to lie,
you're getting better all the time,
and turning all against one,
is an art that's hard to teach.
[/center]FULL NAME:Lucius Joshua Malfoy
NAME MEANING:[/size] Lucius is a variation of "Lucifer" whereas Malfoy was purely made-up.
NICKNAMES:[/size]None
BIRTHDAY:[/size] April 13, 1954
AGE:[/size] 17
GENDER:[/size] Male.
PLACE OF BIRTH:[/size] Malfoy Manor
YEAR:[/size] Seventh
BLOOD:[/size] Pureblood.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:[/size] Straight
PARENTS:[/size] Adraxas Malfoy
SIBLINGS:[/size] None
SPOUSE:[/size] Narcissa Black (future)
CHILDREN:[/size] Draco Malfoy (future)
OTHER RELATIVES:[/size] none
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WAND:[/size] Core- dragon heartstring
BROOM:[/size] Nope
HOUSE:[/size] Slytherin
BEST SUBJECTS:[/size] DADA
WORST SUBJECTS:[/size] Potions, Herbology
AFFILIATION:[/size] Future Deatheater
BEST MEMORY:[/size] Meeting Narcissa for the first time.
WORST MEMORY:[/size] Getting hit in the head with a bludger.
PATRONUS:[/size] Snake
AMORTENTIA:[/size] Narcissa's perfume
BOGGART:[/size] Death, Direspect
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HAIR:[/size] Blonde
EYES:[/size] Almond, gray
BUILD:[/size] 6'2, 180 lbs. slim.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:[/size] Long hair (future)
STYLE OF DRESS:[/size] Slytherin Robes
PLAYBY:[/size] Paul Walker
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HISTORY:[/size]
Born to an extremely wealthy and prestigious family, Lucius was a spoiled young boy. He became the sort of person he is now through his parents – a prejudice, snobbish type of man. He treats those who are of a lower class than him like dirt like House Elves. He desperately wants to grow his hair out to the long bleach blonde it should be, but his parents won’t allow it, and they’ll often magically cut it and add brown. At school, he made fast friends with Rodolphus, Evan, Micah and Antonin. They became a sort of gang in Hogwarts, and they’re often together. A year later, Severus Snape came along, but he was reluctant to join groups just yet. Lucius is a respected Slytherin, and he’s planning to become a Death Eater.
In his second year, Lucius became fast enemies with Sirius Black. The two remain hating each other, and they sabotage each other as much as possible. It’s usually Lucius’ posy against Sirius’. They’re sworn enemies, comparable to James and Severus. Lucius befriended Sirius’ brother, Regulus, when he came into school just to piss Sirius off. He’s almost in charge of Regulus at school – often taking him under his wing when Bellatrix isn’t able to. Regulus is often a reason of fighting that comes up between Sirius and Lucius. At first, Lucius started showing an interest in Narcissa Black to annoy Sirius as well. He knew of pair’s tight relationship as children and then separating when Sirius revolted. However, before he knew it, Lucius was falling in love with Narcissa. Ever since his fifth year, he has had a crush on her. Unfortunately for him, she was always dating someone, or she wanted to remain single because she hated men. Lucius was always her shoulder to cry on, but he doesn’t know how much longer he can take that.
Currently, the blonde is waiting for the perfect opportunity to ask Narcissa out. However, she’s in an off and on relationship with Rabastan, and he never seems to have the right timing. He’s not bothered with a profession at the moment, for he knows he’s financially set for never working a day in his life. He’s thinking about taking up a job at the Ministry in order to be an inside spy for the Dark Lord. Lucius always attends the secret Dark Arts meetings in Hogsmeade, often lending a helping hand or demonstrating something along with Evan, Micah and Antonin.
LIKES:[/size]
• Power
[/size] Lucius has always been power hungry. He comes from a very powerful family, which has also been very competitive. This drives him towards powerful opportunities and people.• Deatheaters[/size] Lucius views Deatheaters as rebellious and alluring. Because the Dark Arts are banned at Hogwarts, the fact that they immerse themselves in them is very attractive.
• Quidditch[/size] Lucius has always loved quidditch and holds his position as beater very high.
• Narcissa Black[/size] When he first met her, he was attracted to her, but only to annoy Sirius Black. Now, he has found himself falling in love with her.
• Regulus Black[/size] Lucius took Regulus under his wing at an early age. [/right]
DISLIKES:[/size]
• Sirius Black
[/size] Sirius and he have been enemies ever since second year. • Disrepect[/size] Lucius is very arrogant and demands respect from others.
• Gryffindors[/size] Slytherins and Gryffindors generally don't get along.
• Mudbloods[/size] The Malfoy family is a long line of purebloods and prejudice against muggle-borns.
• Death[/size] Lucius is actually a major coward and the thought of dueling or death frightens him. [/right]
STRENGTHS:[/size]
• Quidditch
[/size] Lucius has been flying since he was a boy and has gained experience.• Intimidation[/size] Lucius is a bully and succeeds at intimidating people beneath him.
• Narcissa Black[/size] Although he never actually got to ask her out, he's been meaning to and has always been there for her.
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WEAKNESSES:[/size]
• Herbology
[/size] Herbology is his least favorite subject and his worst.• Potions[/size] Lucius lacks patience, which is needed in this class.
• Courage[/size] Lucius is actually a major coward and cannot face his own mortality. [/right]
PERSONALITY: [/size] Brief paragraph explaining your character’s personality.
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ALIAS:[/size] Optional; give us something to call you other than your character’s name.
AGE: [/size] 16
EXPERIENCE: [/size] 2 1/2 years
HOW DID YOU FIND US: [/size] My cousin recommended you.
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“Great job, Lucius!” came a voice from his right. Ignoring it, he continued to follow the long corridor leading to the great hall. He could hear commotion and laughter, telling him that he was getting close. He knew that as soon a he entered, there would be a large applause from the Slytherin table. At least, there better be.
The Quidditch game that afternoon had been a raging success for the Slytherin Team; which of course wouldn’t have been the case if he hadn’t beat the Hufflepuff keeper with a bludger halfway in. He knew he was a good quidditch player. He damn well should be after as long as he had been playing. Of course he had taken out the mudblood keeper. “How could someone so ignorant of the wizarding world even be allowed on the quidditch field?” he thought to himself. “Damn school.”
The dim light and smell of pumpkin patsys became stronger as he walked. There was something strange going on. It seemed as though half of the room was missing. Making his way into the great hall, he saw a cluster of students at the slytherin table. He couldn’t see why, and whatever it was, it was killing his quidditch-associated praise. Growling, he walked over to the middle of the table to find that the center of this commotion was none other than Bellatrix Black and Rodolphus Lestrange. His attention shifted from the quidditch match, although he still felt the sting of rejection.
“Move,” he ordered a first year girl, sitting next to Bellatrix. She turned around and reluctantly took her plate to the end of the table. He slid into the girl’s empty seat, and helped himself to a butterbeer in front of Bellatrix. Her brown-hair flew over her shoulder, as she turned her head to look at him. “I. Was. Drinking. That.” She said, a note of frustration in her voice.
Lucius smirked and took another swig of butterbeer. “So?” he said mischievously.
Bellatrix glared at him and opened her mouth to shout what Lucius was sure was some sort of name. “Now, now, Bella. Didn’t Druella ever teach you to share?” came the voice of Rodolphus instead.
Bellatriz pouted. “Hrmph,” she said, laying her head on his shoulder.
Suddenly, something seemed to catch her eye toward the entrance of the great hall. Her face lit up. “Reeeeeggg-youuuu-lussss!” she exclaimed. Lucius was not at all focused on the boy approaching the table, but much more on the boy walking in the other direction toward the Gryffindore table. Sirius Black had been his sworn enemy every since second year.
He turned to look at his brother. “Why don’t you sit next to me, Reg?” Lucius said with a smile. Shrugging, the boy sat down in the soon-empty seat. Lucius watched Sirius glare at him from across the room, giving him a feeling of accomplishment.
“Great work today, Lucius,” said Regulus, as he helped himself to the food. “I can’t believe how quickly you got him.”
“Thanks,” he responded slickly.
Just then, he felt the warmth of a person walking up behind him. He saw a hand lay on Bella’s shoulder. She turned around, as her face formed a blatantly false smile. “Hello, Cissy,” she coolly. “How have you been?”
With that, Lucius snapped his head around to see Narcissa. His heart began to race, and suddenly he lost his appetite. She was only about an inch away from him.
“Just fine,” she answered. “And you, Bella?”
“Magnificent, here, sit next to me,” said Bella, as she moved over onto Rodolphus’ lap.
Narcissa pulled out the seat and sat down. “So, what brings you here tonight, Bella?” she asked.
“We’re here to see Dumbledore. Probably just wants to talk to us about dark-arts classes but whatever, but at least we could stay for dinner.”
Lucius wasn’t paying any attention to what she was saying.
“Lucius, how’d you get almost out of bounds so quick?” said Rugulus, whom he had forgotten was there. Oh right, he was talking about quidditch. “But, man, you really nailed him.”
Narcissa heard this, and looked over at him smiling slightly. His heart raced even more as his stomach formed a burning knot. “Oh, hello,” she said. “Great job today.”
The Quidditch game that afternoon had been a raging success for the Slytherin Team; which of course wouldn’t have been the case if he hadn’t beat the Hufflepuff keeper with a bludger halfway in. He knew he was a good quidditch player. He damn well should be after as long as he had been playing. Of course he had taken out the mudblood keeper. “How could someone so ignorant of the wizarding world even be allowed on the quidditch field?” he thought to himself. “Damn school.”
The dim light and smell of pumpkin patsys became stronger as he walked. There was something strange going on. It seemed as though half of the room was missing. Making his way into the great hall, he saw a cluster of students at the slytherin table. He couldn’t see why, and whatever it was, it was killing his quidditch-associated praise. Growling, he walked over to the middle of the table to find that the center of this commotion was none other than Bellatrix Black and Rodolphus Lestrange. His attention shifted from the quidditch match, although he still felt the sting of rejection.
“Move,” he ordered a first year girl, sitting next to Bellatrix. She turned around and reluctantly took her plate to the end of the table. He slid into the girl’s empty seat, and helped himself to a butterbeer in front of Bellatrix. Her brown-hair flew over her shoulder, as she turned her head to look at him. “I. Was. Drinking. That.” She said, a note of frustration in her voice.
Lucius smirked and took another swig of butterbeer. “So?” he said mischievously.
Bellatrix glared at him and opened her mouth to shout what Lucius was sure was some sort of name. “Now, now, Bella. Didn’t Druella ever teach you to share?” came the voice of Rodolphus instead.
Bellatriz pouted. “Hrmph,” she said, laying her head on his shoulder.
Suddenly, something seemed to catch her eye toward the entrance of the great hall. Her face lit up. “Reeeeeggg-youuuu-lussss!” she exclaimed. Lucius was not at all focused on the boy approaching the table, but much more on the boy walking in the other direction toward the Gryffindore table. Sirius Black had been his sworn enemy every since second year.
He turned to look at his brother. “Why don’t you sit next to me, Reg?” Lucius said with a smile. Shrugging, the boy sat down in the soon-empty seat. Lucius watched Sirius glare at him from across the room, giving him a feeling of accomplishment.
“Great work today, Lucius,” said Regulus, as he helped himself to the food. “I can’t believe how quickly you got him.”
“Thanks,” he responded slickly.
Just then, he felt the warmth of a person walking up behind him. He saw a hand lay on Bella’s shoulder. She turned around, as her face formed a blatantly false smile. “Hello, Cissy,” she coolly. “How have you been?”
With that, Lucius snapped his head around to see Narcissa. His heart began to race, and suddenly he lost his appetite. She was only about an inch away from him.
“Just fine,” she answered. “And you, Bella?”
“Magnificent, here, sit next to me,” said Bella, as she moved over onto Rodolphus’ lap.
Narcissa pulled out the seat and sat down. “So, what brings you here tonight, Bella?” she asked.
“We’re here to see Dumbledore. Probably just wants to talk to us about dark-arts classes but whatever, but at least we could stay for dinner.”
Lucius wasn’t paying any attention to what she was saying.
“Lucius, how’d you get almost out of bounds so quick?” said Rugulus, whom he had forgotten was there. Oh right, he was talking about quidditch. “But, man, you really nailed him.”
Narcissa heard this, and looked over at him smiling slightly. His heart raced even more as his stomach formed a burning knot. “Oh, hello,” she said. “Great job today.”
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