Post by SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY on Apr 3, 2011 19:16:31 GMT -6
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I NEED ANOTHER STORY,
[/font]I NEED ANOTHER STORY,
something to get off my chest
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SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY[/center]
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MY LIFE GETS KINDA BORING,
[/font]MY LIFE GETS KINDA BORING,
need something that i can confess
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Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy
NICKNAMES:
Scor, Scorp, Scorpy, Scorpion, Malfoy, Slytherin Prince
AGE:
16
D.O.B.:
2nd July
WAND TYPE:
13 3/4 inch. Blackthorn. Basilisk Scale
HOUSE:
slytherin
SPECIAL ABILITIES:
occlumens
CANON OR ORIGINAL:
canon
PLAY-BY:
alex pettyfer
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’TIL ALL MY SLEEVES ARE STAINED RED,
[/font]’TIL ALL MY SLEEVES ARE STAINED RED,
from all the truth that i've said
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blonde
EYE COLOUR:
misty grey
HEIGHT:
5'9
WEIGHT:
145lbs
PERSONAL STYLE:
Scorpius doesnt mind muggle clothing, in fact he finds some items rather comfortable. He's got no particular style, he basically grabs the first thing he gets his hands on and puts it on. He likes wearing blacks, greens and silver though has worn other colours too. If he's not in school robes or quidditch robes, he can usually be found in jeans/pants and a shirt. He has a fair amount of both wizarding and muggle clothing in his wardrobe.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION:
Scorpius Malfoy inherited his father's looks: blonde hair, grey eyes, pointed face and a pale complexion. He was said to look exactly like his father at the age of 11. However as he grew older, that resembalence weakened which allowed Scorpius to have his own looks and style. His hair is somewhat on the shaggy side and his eyes are a diffrent shade to his fatherss, being a misty gray instead of a silvery gray. His build is athletic with some muscles, this is due to the quidditch he done and the running he does. He's obtained a few small scars from quidditch.
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THOUGHT YOU SAW WINK, NO,
[/font]THOUGHT YOU SAW WINK, NO,
i've been on the brink, so
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his father
being a pureblood
the colours green and silver
chocolate
friends
magic
money
DADA
potions
flirting
girls
boys
having fun
dueling
quidditch
flying
music
holidays/vacations
sex
parties
competing
being defiant (sometimes)
proving people wrong
chocolate
firewhiskey
butterbeer
rain/listening to rain in bed
snow
hogsmeade
candy and sweets
coffee (must have it every morning before he can be civil enough to talk to someone)
sleeping in
Rose Weasley
CHARACTER DISLIKES:
studying (though he still does it)
Detention
Assignments
his mother
insults
loosing
girls and guys wanting him just for his looks, name and money
divination
being alone
betrayl
embarrassment
rules
rejection
disappointing his father
sadness
relying on others
lemon
pepper
feeling helpless
know-it-alls
people who repeat themselves over and over
people talking about his family
being unprepared
waking up early
being teased
being told what to do
boredom
having to apologise (sometimes)
being looked down on
getting sick
rumors
being compared to others such as his father and grandfather
Being judged
clingy people
James Potter
GOALS:
redeeming the Malfoy name
find someone to love him for him and not compare or judge him against others
get good grades to keep his father happy
to be the Malfoy that breaks tradition
to eventually forgive his mother
BOGGART:
his father being taken away from him
PATRONUS:
black panther. getting into hogwarts and being told he's to be in slytherin
DEMENTOR:
him getting hurt because his mother turned her anger onto him when he was 5.
AMORTENTIA:
peppermint
rain
butterbeer
bushfire smoke
BASIC PERSONALITY:
intelligent
stubborn
mysterious
confident
independant
loyal
protective
cunning/sly (sometimes)
manipulative (sometimes)
strong willed
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AMAZING HOW WE GOT THIS FAR ,
[/font]AMAZING HOW WE GOT THIS FAR ,
it's like we're chasing all those stars
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pureblood
FATHER:
Draco Malfoy
MOTHER:
Astoria Malfoy nee Greengrass
BROTHER(S):
N/A
SISTER(S):
N/A
OTHER:
Narcissa Malfoy née Black, grandmother
Lucius Malfoy, grandfather
Theodore Nott, uncle
Daphne Nott née Greengrass, aunt
&& ____ ____ nott, seventeen, seventh year. (cousin)
&& ____ ____ nott, sixteen, sixth year. (cousin)
&& ____ ____ nott, fourteen, fourth year. (cousin)
&& ____ ____ nott, fourteen, fourth year. (cousin)
Abraxas Malfoy, great grandfather (deceased)
Rodolphus Lestrange, great uncle
Bellatrix Lestrange née Black, great aunt (deceased)
Teddy Lupin, cousin
Black Family
Greengrass Family
a white owl with flecks of brown through her feathers named Trinity
HOMETOWN:
Wiltshire, England
CURRENT RESIDENCE:
Malfoy Manor (Wiltshire, England), Hogwarts
BIOGRAPHY:
Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy was born on the 2nd of July to Draco and Astoria Malfoy. Being a boy, Draco was happy and Scoropius was treated well by him, almost taking up most of his father's time. Growing up, Scorpius grew close to his father. When he was five, his mother snapped and took that anger she had built up on him saying that it was his fault that Draco spent most of his time with him and not enough time with her. Though his mother healed the wounds that he sustained, nothing could fix the emotional and mental pain that had come from the experience. He refused to tell anyone and came to hate his mother. Though his mother had promised never to do it again, he refused to believe her.
When he got his acceptance letter he imediately got excited, he was finally able to get away from his mother. In the sorting ceremony he was happy that he got into Slytherin the house that he associated with his father more than his mother. His first few years were uneventful, the only thing that he was excited about was his father teaching him Occlumency, says that he may have use of it later on in life. During his fourth year, be begun to take more intersting in boys as well as girls. Though he denied it at first. It was only when he realised he had fallen for another boy did he finally admit he was bisexual. He kept it hidden however until the holidays between his fifth and sixth year.
Now he finds himself in his sixth year, having passed most of his OWLs subjects, except for Divination which he was glad that he didnt have to take the subject anymore. He made a vow to himself to be much better than his family, being the Malfoy to break traditions. He has no idea what he wants to do after Hogwarts, but right now all he wants to to have fun with his friends.
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AND EVERY DAY I SEE THE NEWS,
[/font]AND EVERY DAY I SEE THE NEWS,
all the problems that we could solve
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kara
RP EXPERIENCE:
um around 6 years
HOW YOU FOUND US:
Kassy
OTHER CHARACTERS:
n/A...for now
RP SAMPLE:
Scorpius laid awake, watching the dark shapes on the ceiling of the seventh year boys dorm as they moved slowly, whether the pale lightning was actually coming from the lake or the early morning sun reflecting into the water he didn’t know. It was one of the many rare occasions that the young Malfoy was awake before everyone else. Maybe it had something to do with the patrol he had done last night. No it couldn’t have, nothing had really happened, just the usual younger students thinking they could sneak around behind his back. So why couldn’t he sleep? That was the question that puzzled the young Malfoy's mind. He yawned and turned his head. Nope that didn’t help. Lifting himself up slightly, he grabbed his pillow and flipped it before resting his head on it again, feeling the cool side of the pillow on the back of his head. Still he couldn’t get back to sleep. The Slytherin sighed as he turned on his side, his back facing the rest of the boys in his dorm as he focused on his breathing. Still he couldn’t keep his eyes closed for more than a few seconds.
Well it seemed as if fate had decided to keep Scorpius Malfoy awake at this time and he hoped that he didn’t fall asleep later today, especially during practice or patrols, which one he had, he was still unsure, maybe it was because his mind still felt foggy from his few hours of sleep. Huffing he sat up in bed and made a grab for his wand on his bedside table, his fingers brushing against his head boy badge before curling around the piece of wood he loved.
"Lumos," he mumbled, hoping the soft bluish light coming from his wand didn’t walk anyone else up. He heard someone stir before rolling over nearby and instantly covered the tip of his wand with his hand. A few minutes passed before he let out a sigh of relief, letting the wand tip go. Slipping out of bed he moved to the trunk at the bottom of his bed and silently dug some warm clothes out. Throwing on some pants a shirt and a hoodie before pinning his badge to his chest. He took one last look at his unmade bed before heading out.
He figured he might as well run laps, having left his broom in his dorm. Stashing his wand in his pocket, he quickly made it outside and into the cold air. How far away was winter now? He wondered as he lifted his face to the sky, taking in a deep breath before breaking out into a jog. Ah nothing like a good run he thought, well it would have been better in the late afternoon with him still sleeping at this moment, and it was starting to bug him as to why he was awake at this time of a morning.
Jogging past the quidditch pitch, he could have sworn he heard a broom fly past somewhere up above him. He slowly to a walk then completely stopped as he once again looked up. He couldn’t see anyone, though he was sure he had heard a broom. Reaching for his wand he pointed it into the sky.
"Accio broom," he called for his own broom and within a few minutes, his skyrocket 100 was in his hands. It was a fairly newish broom though he was working on getting the next and so far best model, he just didn’t know which family member to go to for it yet.
Well it seemed as if fate had decided to keep Scorpius Malfoy awake at this time and he hoped that he didn’t fall asleep later today, especially during practice or patrols, which one he had, he was still unsure, maybe it was because his mind still felt foggy from his few hours of sleep. Huffing he sat up in bed and made a grab for his wand on his bedside table, his fingers brushing against his head boy badge before curling around the piece of wood he loved.
"Lumos," he mumbled, hoping the soft bluish light coming from his wand didn’t walk anyone else up. He heard someone stir before rolling over nearby and instantly covered the tip of his wand with his hand. A few minutes passed before he let out a sigh of relief, letting the wand tip go. Slipping out of bed he moved to the trunk at the bottom of his bed and silently dug some warm clothes out. Throwing on some pants a shirt and a hoodie before pinning his badge to his chest. He took one last look at his unmade bed before heading out.
He figured he might as well run laps, having left his broom in his dorm. Stashing his wand in his pocket, he quickly made it outside and into the cold air. How far away was winter now? He wondered as he lifted his face to the sky, taking in a deep breath before breaking out into a jog. Ah nothing like a good run he thought, well it would have been better in the late afternoon with him still sleeping at this moment, and it was starting to bug him as to why he was awake at this time of a morning.
Jogging past the quidditch pitch, he could have sworn he heard a broom fly past somewhere up above him. He slowly to a walk then completely stopped as he once again looked up. He couldn’t see anyone, though he was sure he had heard a broom. Reaching for his wand he pointed it into the sky.
"Accio broom," he called for his own broom and within a few minutes, his skyrocket 100 was in his hands. It was a fairly newish broom though he was working on getting the next and so far best model, he just didn’t know which family member to go to for it yet.
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SICK OF ALL THE INSINCERE,
[/font]SICK OF ALL THE INSINCERE,
so i'm gonna give all my secrets away
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