Post by jaslene guinevere malfoy on May 9, 2012 11:30:33 GMT
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| [bg=252525] [/style] | [bg=252525][style=overflow: auto; width: 300px; height: 300px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px; padding-right: 5px; padding-left: 5px; color: #909090; line-height: 100%; background: #252525; ] FULL NAME: jaslene guinevere malfoy. GENDER: female. DATE OF BIRTH: 25th july. SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual. CURRENT RESIDENCE: malfoy manor, wiltshire. CURRENT OCCUPATION: seventh year student. HOGWARTS HOUSE: slytherin. BLOOD STATUS: half-blood. WAND: 9", sycamore, unicorn tail hair. PERSONALITY: "Unfortunately for a lot of people, I’m not a stranger to mood swings or saying one thing and changing my mind about three minutes later. This can make it hard for other people, me included in this, to know what I like and dislike. Generally, you can presume that I have a fondness for: running, swimming, watching Quidditch, reading, warming myself in front of a fire, lazing around in the sunshine, dresses, most clothing, my family, my friends, cats, letters, the colour blue, potions and astronomy lessons. However, I particularly dislike unhealthy food, flying, ignorance, stereotypes, prejudice, Herbology, exams, cold winter days, being alone for too long, Firewhiskey and the smell of cinnamon. I could go on and list various other things that make it onto either of these lists, but we'd both be incredibly bored and wish I didn't start. Thoe are the most important ones, so I'll conclude here, for I see little point in writing down everything that comes into my head, as we’d be here for years. As you might expect, a few of my strengths and weaknesses are related to my likes or dislikes. You’d have to be a strange individual to enjoy doing something that you were that bad at. I know it happens, but the typical reaction is to like what you excel at, and vice versa, and for this, I don’t differ too much from the norm. For example, it’s no closely guided secret that I love Potions, mostly because I discovered a talent for it during my first years at Hogwarts. In the same way, I never formed a good opinion of subjects like Herbology or Defence because, while I wasn’t atrocious at them (ignoring the damage to plants in the greenhouses throughout previous years), I wasn’t great either, leading me to become slightly disillusioned and lose some interest in the lessons. That isn’t to say that I wasn’t bothered at all, I still studied for hours to pass those subjects, as I did with all the others, revision being one of my strengths, and still succeeded in getting some pretty good grades. I suppose you might cite the cause of these grades as intelligence, rather than revision, but either way, I’d say I’m reasonably accomplished with both. Along with this, you'd probably say I was reasonably talented at both Legilimency and its counterpart Occlumency, although I personally wouldn't use the term 'gifted.' One of my best qualities, if I say so myself, goes hand in hand with one of my fears. If you’re a friend of mine, or a family member, there’s no question that I’ll love you, and consequently I’ll be eternally loyal to you. I can’t say the same for everyone, in fact, if you don’t slot into either of these two groups, I’m more likely to nothing you than do anything out of spite. So even some randomer came up to me and told me a secret, I wouldn’t tell anyone, most likely, I’d forget it, if anything, through lack of contemplation on the topic. So in this respect, you might say I was loyal like that also, but mostly you’ll see this quality through how I treat the people closest to me. Like most people, I’d drop almost anything to help them, even if I might be reluctant to admit this out loud, I’ll always be there for them, regardless of what happens or what they might do. But despite my loyalty, I’m pretty terrified of serious commitment, like not even normal fear, but out of this world kind of scared, like I run from men because I don’t like the idea of thing being anything more than a which means relationships are doomed from the start. When it comes down to life, I suppose you could say that I lack certain characteristics that are present in others, which could also be considered to be weaknesses. The first of these being time-keeping, at which a cat is probably better at than me, despite having no means of telling the time. I don’t know what it is, but it happens so regularly that you might as well resign yourselff to the fact that whenever a meeting is arranged, I’ll usually be between ten-fifty minutes late. Usually it’s because of my other major fault- I get so easily distracted that it’s bordering on ridiculous. Instead of preparing and being ready to leave when I have five minutes left, I grab a book and sit on a chair, not glancing at the clock for the next few chapters of the book. As one could imagine, this leads to panicking and darting down corridors at eighty-five miles an hour as I attempt to appear at least halfway organised. But yes, you could sum this up by saying that my concentration and punctuality could both be improved considerably. I’ve lost count of the number of habits I have, most of them are to do with body language and facial expressions, such as biting my lip when I’m nervous, and part of me frowns to have to admit this, but my father and paternal grandfather’s typical raise of the eyebrow has been passed on to me also, although I only use this when I find something or someone to be of a suspicious nature. I blame genetics. Like my mother, I also have a habit of picking up random books and reading them at the most inappropriate of times. I think it’s a confidence thing - it makes me comfortable, although this is something I can mostly control, with a few exceptions. I’d never tell anyone this, apart those I’m closest to, but I’m afraid of crying in front of people. I don’t like the look or the feel of it. It makes me appear weak. I never cry. Or so I tell people. Secretly, all I’ve ever wanted is to find the one person who loves me and whom I love also. This is why I used to be so anti-male. None of them treated me in the way that I craved. Hence I can come across as though I hate men and despise the idea of relationships. Strange the way the human mind works, isn’t it?" BACKGROUND: "If you hadn’t worked it out yet (in which case I’d be quite worried about your intelligence), I was born to Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. I know, it’s a weird partnership, but strangely, it seemed to work. My father has now reached the age of 40, as has my mother. They like to keep things simple like that. As for the rest of my never-ending family, there’s my younger sister, (who's also in Slytherin) who’s a year younger than myself, at sixteen years of age. I've also got one brother, Abrxas, who's somewhat more... agreeable. He’s a Gryffindor, just to be awkward. I joke, he maintains that it’s because I’m more like our father, while he’s more like our mother, generally I let him believe this. Oh yes, we were focusing on the massive family I have. I won’t mention everyone because, again, we’d be here for a long time, if I was to list every name that I know of, and I suspect there’s a few more that I don’t remember or have never been told about. Since my mother’s side of the family is much simpler to explain, I’ll start there. Obviously, there’s my maternal grandparents, who are odd in their own way, but nice enough. They’re both around 65 years of age now, and both Muggles. I think the wizarding world still continues to fascinate them even now. Seeing as my mother happened to be an only child, there’s no aunts or cousins to speak of. On the other hand, we’ve got a small number of aunts, uncles and whatever else’s on my father’s side. He’s also an only child, so nobody important to speak of there either. There’s obviously the issue of his parents whom are both pure-blooded and proud of it. Seriously, you won’t have to hum and ah about it, they’ll be upfront and in your face about it. So if you’re not like them or not related to them, there’s a fair chance you won’t be staying in their company for much longer. Well, actually, I’m projecting a lot of these qualities onto my grandmother, who isn’t as bad about blood status. I think she sometimes just goes along with what her husband says to make life easier for her. Names for these are Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy and they’re now - ancient. Or nearing seventy, whichever you like. Because my grandfather had to marry someone who was born as part of the Black family, there’s countless other relatives I could mention there, but I really can’t be bothered to. If you’re really that interested, go seek a book about it. I’m sure it’s not difficult to find. Apparently there’s a whole family tree that you can research as well if you’re that dedicated, but I personally can’t retain that many names. Thankfully, most of the older ones are deceased and the alive ones don’t visit that often for family reunions. To put it at its basic level, you can safely assume that at some point, I’ll be related to any pure-blooded family. So, back to me. I was born, as you know, on the twenty-fifth day of July so I must have been a lovely gift for the start of summer. For as long as I can remember we’ve lived in the outskirts of Wiltshire, due to its prime location for important venues. Yes, I know that was too sarcastic. The reason we reside there is that my father grew up there and the infamous ‘Malfoy Manor’ resides there also. Contrary to the Malfoy tradition, I was born in a hospital in London, more to do with my mother’s insistence than anything else, I believe. Since that day, I’ve been influenced mostly by my parents, but to some irritation to my mother, my grandparents also had input into my childhood beliefs and attitudes. Now, I’m not going to sit here and deny that this never had any effect on me. For most of my life I’ve had a very pessimistic view of marriage and love. I often wonder now if pure-blooded children are raised with this negative opinon so that the notion of not loving the person you marry is not at all a problem. You just accept it, without question? I’d go as far as to say that most of my childhood and early teenage years didn’t differ from what you’d expect. I’m not saying that it was boring or unsatisfactory, but nothing that shocking happened. However, my father did spend the time and effort and much of his sanity attempting to teach his stubborn daughter to learn to protect her mind, as he'd learned to in his youth. Eventually, this seems to have worked. I guess perseverance isn't always pointless. My Hogwarts years went by without any trouble, with my grades in end of year exams being a rival for those achieved by my mother all those years ago. So everything was nice and loving and I was reasonably happy, but then apparently nature decided this was not enough. Just as I was about to start revising for my sixth year NEWT examinations, my father decided to drop a massive surprise in that he had arranged for me to marry an unknown pure-blooded boy. Needless to say, I was far from impressed, since I did not fully agree with that tradition anyhow, which led to some tension between father and daughter." |
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JASLENE MALFOY | SEVENTEEN | SLYTHERIN | AMBER HEARD | CAIT
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