Post by FLEUR DELACOUR on Aug 8, 2011 21:48:23 GMT -5
FLEUR ISABELLA DELACOUR
[/color][/font]I looked into your face,
My heart was dancing all over the place.[/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: Fleur Isabelle Delacour
nicknames: dubbed Phlegm by Ginny (though she doesn't know)
gender: female
age: 18
year: N/A
birth date: 2/13/1977
house: N/A went to Beaubaxtons Academy of Magic
blood type: Pure Blood, Quarter Veela (Half Blood)
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:
Fleur has beautiful long silvery blonde hair that stops at her waist. It's pin straight and always shiny, though for comfort she always has her hair up in some way or fashion, either a ponytail or pinned up. Fleur's eyes are something, they are large and deep blue. They don't deceive her and never show her emotions, but they always manage to sparkle, especially if she is around Bill.
Miss Fleur Delacour is most certainly a breath taking pale woman. Her frame is tall and willowy to which she carries herself gracefully. Length seems to be a consistent trait for her since her legs, fingers and frame itself are long. Her lips are full and her teeth are very white and even. In the summer she develops a nice tan.
Fleur takes great pride in her appearance and what she is wearing. It can be described as modern, fashionable, and flowy. But when she is working at Gringotts its generally pants or a proper skirt/dress. One thing she really doesn't do is go for drama or anything elaborate, for she has no need to draw attention to herself through clothing. It is already drawn because of her beauty.
Fleur doesn't really need any makeup and there for hardly wears it, only for special occasions. Her complexion is great and her eyes are already noticeable there for she doesn't need to cover anything up or try to amplify her eyes. However she does where lipbalm to keep her lips soft and perfume.
Her wand is a 9 1/2 inches made out of Rosewood with a Veela hair core.
play by: Clemence Poesy
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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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overall personality:
Fleur has many strengths. First is her Veela attraction, she has the ability to attract men. However she isn't a full Veela so the attraction isn't that strong and she can't turn into a bird like creature. But it is overwhelming to whomever she catches whenever she decides to use it. She is a skilled duelist and can use magic or a charm without saying it verbally, however she still needs her wand. She is actually really good at Charms, considering she lulled the dragon to sleep in the Triwizard Tournament and used a Bubble-Head charm as a breathing apparatus for the second task in the Triwizard tournament. Lastly, Fleur has a great memory. When someone does something unexpected for her, like saving her sister Gabrielle (though it really wasn't for her) she never forgot it. At least she knows she won't forget the English she is learning and has learned. But Fleur does have her fair share of weaknesses, for instance her English. This is not her first language so she will trip up every now and then. This easily frustrates her and she will begin talking in French. She has a temper and can get frustrated quiet easily, especially if you are pushing her buttons or messing with someone she cares about. Fleur loves perfume, and has many bottles in her room, whats wrong with smelling nice? Lastly, Fleur is a little vain, saying she is ugly will definitely strike a chord with her.
Fleur is a very blunt and critical woman. You never know what she is going to say or how she is going to react to something. It's a way for her to cope with unfamiliar things or in unfamiliar places to immediately say how she feels and be critical. In some cases, she seems to come off as arrogant and snobbish. But Fleur doesn't care how others perceive her. She is an independent and strong-willed woman and doesn't really care for other's help, unless of course she needs it.
But Fleur is actually a warm and caring person. She frets over those she loves and has become a worrier over them. The worrying is thanks to Molly Weasley, who she must have rubbed off on her during her short stay at the Burrow. Fleur is fiercely loyal and always is at the side of her friends or those she considers friends, if she is needed.
Her patronus is a butterfly because she finds them to be unique and beautiful, the memory she uses is seeing her sister for the first time when she was born. Her boggart is her sister dead, she loves her sister dearly and would never stop blaming herself if this happened.
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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:
Monsieur Delacour - Father
Apolline Delacour - Mother
Gabrielle Delacour - Sister
overall history: Fleur Isabelle Delacour-Weasley was born to Monsieur and Apolline Delacour in Paris, France. Not only was she born to a purebred couple but they were also a wealthy couple, what more could a girl want? Being as she lived in France, she attended Beaubaxtons Academy of Magic. There she excelled and in her seventh year, she and her classmates went to Hogwarts for the Triwizard tournament.
During her time at Hogwarts, she criticized it often because it was unfamiliar to her. But she was there in hopes to participate in the Triwizard tournament, and she was chosen. During this she had the privilege of meeting Harry. At first she patronized him, because he was so young and only those seventeen years of age could participate. For her first task, she drew the Common Welsh Dragon and lulled him into a sleeping trance. When the dragon snored, he released a jet of fire and her skirt caught on fire, quickly she put it out with water from her wand.
During the second task was when Harry gained her loyalty. Using the bubble-head charm to breath underwater, Fleur was attacked by Grindylows and was forced to retire from the task. While waiting, she found out it was her sister that was she was supposed to save and she immediately felt guilty for not being able to do so. But Harry, instead of just saving Ron, decided to save both Gabrielle and Ron. Fleur was very grateful, kissing both Ron and Harry on the cheek. After this incident, she became more friendly towards the two. When it came to the last task, Fleur was in last place. On the day of the last challenge, she laid eyes on Bill Weasley and was immediately attracted to him. Entering last, she didn't last long as Barty Jr. stunned her. Thankfully Harry saw her before the vines carried her away and sent a flair.
After the Leaving Feast, she left Hogwarts a day after. After graduating from Beauxbatons, Fleur returned to England to improve her English, securing a part time job at Gringotts Wizarding Bank. Here, Fleur was reunited with Bill Weasley and he helped her with her English. Now Fleur and Bill are dating and she is a member of the Order of the Phoenix.[/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: 19
other characters: Deidra Darko
secret phrase: Bloody Hell
how you found us:
In the Future at Shell Cottage
Fleur's face was painted with a warm smile though the rest of her face was pale from worry. Her arms motioned as she directed Ollivander and Luna the rest upstairs to rest. Her eyes landed on Hermione and Ron and she knew that she would have to tend to the wound at some point but first thing was first, everyone needed to rest. Hearing someone clear their throat behind her, her body whipped around as she looked down to see Griphook. She tilted her head as he quickly replied "I'll be expecting a cup of tea in an hour" before walking up the stairs to an empty room.
Fleur's deep blue eyes followed him, a little stunned at his request, did he think she was a maid? She took a deep breath, deciding to let it go, and walked into the kitchen. There she found Harry. "Arry you should go rest" she spoke gently as her French accent began to show through. Though she worked on her English, it was still evident that that wasn't her first language, though she was getting better. "It's ok" she spoke gently as she poured herself a cup of tea and made her way to the small table. Of course, she was lying. It was evident in her face.
Her skin was pale, her eyes were deep blue, a little glassy like any moment she could start crying from worry and yet relief. It had been months since she had laid eyes on Harry and she never heard from him, last Christmas was the last time she saw Ron too. But Harry, she owed a lot to Harry. Her eyes quickly looked down at her cup as she brought it to her lips and took a sip. The teacup clinked as she sat it on the saucer and her hands let go of it. Now she didn't know what to do with her hands, so she clasped them together in front of her.
She still couldn't look at Harry, so she continued to look down."Please do, I theenk you owe us at leest tat" she spoke as she finally looked up at him, biting her bottom lip. Fleur was more then happy that they all came, except for Griphook, but she hadn't seen them for a while. Her voice had a hint of irritation as she let out a sigh.
Fleur's face was painted with a warm smile though the rest of her face was pale from worry. Her arms motioned as she directed Ollivander and Luna the rest upstairs to rest. Her eyes landed on Hermione and Ron and she knew that she would have to tend to the wound at some point but first thing was first, everyone needed to rest. Hearing someone clear their throat behind her, her body whipped around as she looked down to see Griphook. She tilted her head as he quickly replied "I'll be expecting a cup of tea in an hour" before walking up the stairs to an empty room.
Fleur's deep blue eyes followed him, a little stunned at his request, did he think she was a maid? She took a deep breath, deciding to let it go, and walked into the kitchen. There she found Harry. "Arry you should go rest" she spoke gently as her French accent began to show through. Though she worked on her English, it was still evident that that wasn't her first language, though she was getting better. "It's ok" she spoke gently as she poured herself a cup of tea and made her way to the small table. Of course, she was lying. It was evident in her face.
Her skin was pale, her eyes were deep blue, a little glassy like any moment she could start crying from worry and yet relief. It had been months since she had laid eyes on Harry and she never heard from him, last Christmas was the last time she saw Ron too. But Harry, she owed a lot to Harry. Her eyes quickly looked down at her cup as she brought it to her lips and took a sip. The teacup clinked as she sat it on the saucer and her hands let go of it. Now she didn't know what to do with her hands, so she clasped them together in front of her.
She still couldn't look at Harry, so she continued to look down."Please do, I theenk you owe us at leest tat" she spoke as she finally looked up at him, biting her bottom lip. Fleur was more then happy that they all came, except for Griphook, but she hadn't seen them for a while. Her voice had a hint of irritation as she let out a sigh.
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