Post by NARCISSA MALFOY on Jul 31, 2011 16:13:04 GMT -5
NARCISSA MELANIA MALFOY
[/color][/font]Fashion put it all on me
Don't you want to see these clothes on me
Fashion put it all on me
I am anyone you want me to be [/color][/font]
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you said you'd light a candle and you'd say a prayer for me
[/color][/font]you said you'd light a candle and you'd say a prayer for me
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: Narcissa Melania Malfoy, nee Black
nicknames: Cissy
gender: Female
age: 40
year: Not a student
birth date: June 19, 1955
house: Slytherin
blood type: Pureblood
sexual orientation: Heterosexual[/color][/font]
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oh, where did everything go wrong?
[/color][/font]oh, where did everything go wrong?
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: Narcissa was named aptly. Starting in her childhood, people always told her how beautiful she is. At 40, Narcissa has a hard time losing her beauty, so she uses potions and charms to recapture it. Narcissa is always looking for the newest fashion. Every day she wears the very best robes. She has plenty of robes in her closet that she has never worn, and every few months she goes through the closet and gets rid of some of the robes. They just take up too much and she cannot be seen with the latest fashions.
Narcissa has the exact opposite of appearance of her sister, Bellatrix. The not hilarious joke that the two are not really sisters almost seem true just because of the shocking differences between them. Narcissa has long, straight blonde hair that she likes dressing up with different fashions and lengths. She has very blue eyes. Her face is very pointed, especially her nose and chin.
At 40, Narcissa tries hard to keep her figure, but some pounds keep adding themselves when she’s not looking. Still for her age, she is relatively skinny. She would never admit to how often she exercises to achieve that result though. Narcissa stands at about 5’5.
play by: Helen McCroy
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i was your anger, and you were my fear.
[/color][/font]i was your anger, and you were my fear.
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: her husband; her son; compliments; Bellatrix; pureblood supremacy; new clothes; a good glass of wine; money; flowers; dinner parties; being left alone.
dislikes: Mudbloods; muggles; poor people; blood traitors; not knowing the latest gossip; not knowing the latest fashions; her aging body; anyone trying to hurt her family; Harry Potter; boredom.
strengths: fiercely protective of family; good liar; good at exercising; good at spending money; knows all of the right people; can get what she wants.
weaknesses: Pretend to be smarter than she is; self-concious about her body; feels like nothing without her son; holds grudges; not great at magic.
mirror of erised: Narcissa just wants to always be happy, just as she is now. All she wants out of life is to be prettier than she is now and be more fashionable than she is now.
fears: Mice and heights
boggart: Narcissa is worried that one day people will realize that she’s a fake. To be perfectly honest, she really does not care about blood levels. Yes, she believes that purebloods are better than muggles, but does she really care if muggles exist? No, as long as they leave her alone. She pretends to be like Bellatrix so no one associates her with Andromeda, but really, she is in the middle of the spectrum.
dementor: Narcissa’s worst memory is back when Draco was two years old. He started choking on a coin that he found. Narcissa was terrified and did not know what to do. She watched as her son kept choking and crying. Finally, Dobby came by and saved Draco. Narcissa was so grateful that she told Dobby not to punish himself for touching Draco, which he was not supposed to do.
patronus: Narcissa’s best memory is where she received the chance to model the latest dress robes in Paris. All around her she could hear people talk about how beautiful she looked. Narcissa’s patronus is a she-wolf.
relationship status: Married
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
[/color][/font]but somehow i just can't let it go, can't let it go. half
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: Husband – Lucius
Son – Draco
Parents – Cygnus and Druella Black
Sister – Bellatrix Lestrange and Andromeda Tonks
Cousin – Sirius Black
overall history: Narcissa was born into the prestigious family of Black, the third of three children, all daughters. Her father wanted a son to carry on the name, but Narcissa was loved just as much as the rest of her sisters. As the baby, she received special attention. In other words, Narcissa was spoiled her entire life. Her parents demanded that she have the best of everything. Even though she was the third girl, she never had a single hand-me-down from her sisters. As she grew, if Narcissa did not get exactly what she wanted, she screamed and cried until she did. One of Narcissa’s greatest joys was to get Sirius in trouble when the family gathered together. She would start crying and say that Sirius hit her or took her doll and all of the adults would scream at him for being mean to a girl. Sirius never did anything to her, of course, which made it all the more fun.
When Narcissa finally reached Hogwarts, she was Sorted straightaway into Slytherin, much to no one’s surprise. Narcissa knew what it meant to be a Black, and she upheld that. In the back of her mind, she thought about some things her sister Andromeda told her over the years. There was nothing concrete, but if Narcissa really sat down and thought about it, she received the strangest feeling that Andromeda did not see that being a Black meant being a royal almost. However, Narcissa never really thought about such things. As a Black, she automatically gained the respect needed to be the leader of the girls in her house and year. She taught them all about the latest fashions and made it obvious that any girl who wore last season’s shoes would not be able to sit with her at the table. Narcissa started dating in her third year, which really meant that she would hold hands with boys walking to class and maybe even peck him on the lips if they received a moment alone. By her sixth year, Narcissa gained the attention of Lucius Malfoy, a gorgeous boy a year ahead of her. They started dating, and Narcissa knew she found the many she would marry. Lucius came from a very powerful family. He was guaranteed to be rich. Narcissa could keep up her expensive lifestyle. Plus, he was gorgeous. There was nothing else she needed.
Shortly after Narcissa left school, the two married, but it was not until 1990 that little Draco was born. Suddenly, Narcissa could not imagine being more proud of anything else than her son. For two whole months after he was born, she did not exercise because she wanted just to watch her little blond boy do nothing but just lay in his crib looking at her. Narcissa always imagined that she would have children and let the house elf looking after them, but she hated being apart from Draco for even a moment. He became her absolute life. She refused to let Dobby even touch Draco, for fear he would hurt him. As Draco grew, Narcissa did not change in her affection. The day Draco left for Hogwarts broke her heart. She almost cried at the station, but Blacks nor Malfoys cry in public, so she waited until she returned home and sobbed her eyes out before drafting a long letter to Draco saying how much she loved him and how proud she was of him. She also sent along a number of treats, which she continued to do almost daily for her precious son.
All this time, Narcissa knew that Lucius was a Death Eater, and she did not mind. She essentially agreed with his beliefs. Perhaps she should have cared more when the Dark Lord was “killed” or when he was reborn, but it did not affect her. Lucius would not get into trouble. He had influences in all of the right places. As long as he did not get hurt in battle, Narcissa hardly even noticed that the Dark Lord was back. Unlike her sister, she was not a Death Eater, so she just went about her daily routine. It was awfully nice when Bellatrix was let out of Azkaban. Narcissa missed her sister. However, the prison seemed to make her even crazier about the Dark Lord, and it reached a point where Narcissa was just sick of hearing about it. [/color][/font]
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and maybe my intentions have been misunderstood,
[/color][/font]and maybe my intentions have been misunderstood,
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: 21
other characters: Ron Weasley
secret phrase: Bloody hell
how you found us: Ron Weasley
Narcissa laid in her king-sized bed, with Lucius still asleep beside her. She had an odd dream last night, but decided to just try to forget the details. Dreams were not real, nor did they mean anything, so why should she even worry about it? She considered getting out of bed, but before she could move from the extremely comfortable comforter, she thought about what she had to do today. First she had to get dressed, something really fancy to impress Pamela Parkinson. Oh, she really despised that woman. It was quite unfortunate that Draco took a liking to her daughter, otherwise Narcissa would never speak with Pamela. The woman was exceedingly dull. All she did day after day was drone on about how much she loved her husband. Narcissa loved gossip, but Pamela provided nothing of interest. For a moment, Narcissa thought about cancelling her appointment, sending a quick owl saying something else had come up, but no, she had done that for their last gathering. To make up an excuse twice would create bad blood between them, and Narcissa refused to do that to Draco. She would just have to tolerate the woman for an hour.
Later that day, Narcissa had a massage scheduled. Oh that would be right what she needed after a day with Pamela, perhaps that was why she had scheduled it that way. She hoped that wizard from last time would be available. He was extremely attractive with his curly brown hair. He kept telling Narcissa how beautiful her skin was. Oh, yes, Narcissa would have to remember to bring some extra money so that she could tip someone into freeing him up just for her. A massage from an attractive man and a glass of wine would definitely calm her down nicely. Perhaps while she was out she would get her hair done. It had been almost two weeks since she last had her hair styled. She was beginning to miss the place.
Then she would return for the night, looking radiant. Her house elf would have dinner on the table, ready for when Lucius walked in from work, and they would sit down and talk about their days. Then perhaps after dinner she would finally send those letters out. She tried writing letters to her friends and her sister weekly, just updating them on her life, keeping in contact. Lately she had just been so busy that she could not even find a free moment to write them. Yes, she would have to do that today.
Today already seemed so busy and she had not even crawled out of bed yet. Being careful not to wake her sleeping husband, she maneuvered her feet on the floor and stretched silently. She pulled her pink silk dressing robe closer toward her as she walked to the three-sided mirror in the corner of her bedroom. She admired herself from every angle, pleased that just like every other day, even when she first woke up, she still looked beautiful. With her looks, her money, her husband and her son, Narcissa knew she was extremely lucky. What more could she ever want?
Later that day, Narcissa had a massage scheduled. Oh that would be right what she needed after a day with Pamela, perhaps that was why she had scheduled it that way. She hoped that wizard from last time would be available. He was extremely attractive with his curly brown hair. He kept telling Narcissa how beautiful her skin was. Oh, yes, Narcissa would have to remember to bring some extra money so that she could tip someone into freeing him up just for her. A massage from an attractive man and a glass of wine would definitely calm her down nicely. Perhaps while she was out she would get her hair done. It had been almost two weeks since she last had her hair styled. She was beginning to miss the place.
Then she would return for the night, looking radiant. Her house elf would have dinner on the table, ready for when Lucius walked in from work, and they would sit down and talk about their days. Then perhaps after dinner she would finally send those letters out. She tried writing letters to her friends and her sister weekly, just updating them on her life, keeping in contact. Lately she had just been so busy that she could not even find a free moment to write them. Yes, she would have to do that today.
Today already seemed so busy and she had not even crawled out of bed yet. Being careful not to wake her sleeping husband, she maneuvered her feet on the floor and stretched silently. She pulled her pink silk dressing robe closer toward her as she walked to the three-sided mirror in the corner of her bedroom. She admired herself from every angle, pleased that just like every other day, even when she first woke up, she still looked beautiful. With her looks, her money, her husband and her son, Narcissa knew she was extremely lucky. What more could she ever want?
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