MALFOY || draco lusiuc (wip)

[DRACO MALFOY]

DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY

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But I've heard one of you
And I'm gonna make your head burn
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you said you'd light a candle and you'd say a prayer for me

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WELL I FEEL THE LIGHT HAS DIMMED[/color][/font]
and gone; and half the world is begging while the other half steals.
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name: Draco Lucius Malfoy
nicknames: None
gender: Male
age: Fifteen
year: Fifth
birth date: June 5, 1980
house: Slytherin
blood type: Pureblood
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oh, where did everything go wrong?

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WELL, SOME DAYS I CAN'T BELIEVE[/color][/font]
others i'm on my knees, trying to be heard.
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physical description: Draco is a tall, rather skinny boy. His hair is so blonde that it almost looks white sometimes, just like his father, Lucius. Unlike his father, his hair is cut short. His eyes are a shade of grey and his nose of average size. Malfoy’s mouth is almost always in a scowl or wicked smirk.
play by: Tom Felton

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i was your anger, and you were my fear.

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AND NOW THAT IT'S OVER, OF COURSE IT'S[/color][/font]
so clear, but you were no angel, and i was no sin.
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YOU HAVE A CHOICE BETWEEN THE LISTING BELOW OR THE OVERALL PERSONALITY. DO NOT DO BOTH.

likes: Other Slytherins , Crabbe and Goyle , Dark magic , His status as a wealthy pureblood , Making his father proud , Girls , Quidditch , Rebelling , Flirting
dislikes: Mudbloods , Half-bloods , Albus Dumbledore , Rubeus Hagrid , The “trio” , The other houses , Charms , Being told what to do , Hogwarts—it’s a ridiculous excuse for a school , Gryffindor House—especially , Muggles
strengths: Potions , Following Orders--mostly , The Dark Arts , Flirting ,
weaknesses: His father , lack of courage--for the most part ,
mirror of erised: to please his father , to become part of Veldemort's Army--to please his father
fears: two small ones, like bugs or whatnot.
boggart: what are they absolutely terrified of?
dementor: worst memory, a few sentences
patronus: what is it and what is the memory?
relationship status: taken, single, betrothed, engaged, what?

overall personality: a minimum of three paragraphs. please don't copy and paste crap from wiki. i'll know.[/color][/font]

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but somehow i just can't let it go, can't let it go. half

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THE WORLD IS SLEEPING WHILE THE OTHER[/color][/font]
half dreams, you close your eyes and then you're gone
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family: put what is significant


overall history: no minimum. look, i know typing out the history is enough to pull your hair out, but give it your best shot, because this is the second most important part of the app, under the rp sample. we want to know that you know your character, so do this however you'd like. don't copy and paste from wiki. we will know and you will be denied.[/color][/font]

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and maybe my intentions have been misunderstood,

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I KNOW YOU FEEL SO BEAUTIFULLY WRONGED[/color][/font]
some days i can't believe, others i'm one my knees.
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age: 18
other characters:
secret phrase: bloody hell

Fletcher had been dead for over one hundred years. He was used to feeling a little empty whenever he flew through the air; used to having humans put their hands through his body unintentionally. He was as solid as gas unless he made himself, and even then he could only stay solid for so long. He could only be touched by other ghosts, too. Being a ghost had its advantages, too, however. For instance, Fletcher could fly. When he was a mere human, he could do no such thing. In fact, he had never dreamed it could be possible. He was too busy partying with his friends to think about flying. He had also never thought much about the afterlife. He thought when you died, you died, and that was it. But he was very wrong. Fletcher was a ghost. He looked twenty three, the age he was when he died. On his birthday. It was a terrible night foe him, and he tried his best to never think about it. Fletcher was a happy person, and didn’t like to feel cynical or sad. He was always smiling, even when something hurt him. He just didn’t like to be a downer.

Fletcher walked into the Ol’ Fisherman’s Pub. Even though he couldn’t drink right now, he loved the atmosphere of the place. He sat in a booth in the far corner and inhaled the smoke drifting towards him from every angle. He laid his arm around the back of the seat and looked around at all of the people in the pub tonight. He wondered if anyone saw him. He doubted it, but there was always someone around that could sense his presence. Fletcher wasn’t transparent, he was just difficult to see sometimes. And if a human did see him, he would make conversation with them like nothing was wrong. It was normal for him to go to the bar, and he still hadn’t changed his ways since his death. He figured he would always go to bars..

from real-life-kinda-type site

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