๐“ˆ๐“๐“Ž๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐’พ๐“ƒ: ๐“‰๐’พ๐’ธ๐“€๐‘’๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“Ž๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐‘’ โ˜… เผ“ ๏ฝฅ * หš โบ โ€ง.



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    โ ๐™ป๐šŽ๐š ๐šž๐šœ ๐šœ๐š๐šŽ๐š™ ๐š’๐š—๐š๐š˜ ๐š๐š‘๐šŽ ๐š—๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐š™๐šž๐š›๐šœ๐šž๐šŽ ๐š๐š‘๐šŠ๐š
    ๐š๐š•๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š๐šข ๐š๐šŽ๐š–๐š™๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ, ๐šŠ๐š๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šž๐š›๐šŽ. โž


    โ €โ €โ € โ €I've heard a few cases where there is too much information on the main blog for some computers or wifi connections to handle. I don't want it to be difficult to access any of that information!! So I've made four blogs that have each house on it for those of you who might have some difficulty accessing the other one. Hopefully, the smaller amount of information makes a difference in the ability to load! Let me know if it still doesn't make a difference for you, and I'll try something like sending you a google doc or another solution.


    ๐™ถ๐š๐šˆ๐™ต๐™ต๐™ธ๐™ฝ๐™ณ๐™พ๐š | ๐™ท๐š„๐™ต๐™ต๐™ป๐™ด๐™ฟ๐š„๐™ต๐™ต | ๐š๐™ฐ๐š…๐™ด๐™ฝ๐™ฒ๐™ป๐™ฐ๐š† | ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ

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  • โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’œ๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡๐“Ž, ๐’ฉ๐’œ๐‘€๐ธ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ–

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €Everyone knew that Avery and his friends Snape, Wilkes, and Mulciber were on the fast-track to being Death Eaters. Avery was one of the lucky ones who was even trusted to join before graduation; his humor and mannerisms were sadistic long before then. He's always walked with a swagger in his step, but he tries to make sure no one knows his mother is a Death Eater too. Not because he isn't proud of her or proud to be her son . . . But everyone always brags about their brothers and fathers. And if they ask NAME too many questions, they might realize that his father is nowhere to be found. When he found out his wife was a pureblood elitist and their son was following in her footsteps, he abandoned them. Filthy blood traitor. Although NAME has no idea where he is now and it doesn't serve the Dark Lord to go find him, it's always on the back of his mind. And who knows what rage might be unleashed if he comes to face to face with his father again.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐ต๐“๐’ถ๐’ธ๐“€, ๐ต๐‘’๐“๐“๐’ถ๐“‰๐“‡๐’พ๐“ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ‘

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €As the eldest of the three Black girls, Bella had to be the male heir this family line didn't have. She loved taking the reins over her sisters, and this eventually reached their cousins, too. Only Sirius ever dared to defy her, and Bellatrix knew from the beginning he would be useless. She just didn't realize how far he would fall. With so much responsibility came great pressure, and Bella was hardly afforded a childhood. Her parents freely talked about anything in front of her. They expected even more of her achievements; nothing was ever good enough. Her pureblood radicalization and certain fascination over death proved to be a dangerous combination. When Voldemort extended the opportunity for her to join their ranks at just fifteen, the youngest ever to do so, Bellatrix could not contain her vicious excitement. He gave her that chance. He gave her everything. Especially with the betrayal of her cousin and own sister, Bellatrix realized that Voldemort was the only one she could truly trust. Bella is extremely impulsive but not unfeeling. In fact, those who know her well might even say the opposite of her. It is her all-consuming emotions that drive her. She does things not because they are logical, necessarily, but because they are what strikes her at the moment. She wants to give Voldemort everything; she believes in his cause with every ounce of her being. These traits, along with her ruthlessness and-off kilter moral center, make her very dangerous and unpredictable. As for the matter of her recent engagement, there are some traditions that must continue. Pureblood supremacy is one of them. And if marriage is one she must fulfill, he will at least be as much of a devoted Death Eater as she is, not that it's possible. But perhaps he will die trying to prove that to them all . . .


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐ต๐“๐’ถ๐’ธ๐“€, ๐’ฉ๐’ถ๐“‡๐’ธ๐’พ๐“ˆ๐“ˆ๐’ถ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ”

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €Narcissa is the only Black daughter not named after the stars, as if predicting how much more grounded she would be than her elder sisters. She is a pristine vision of elegance. A divine lady who would never step a toe out of line . . . especially after Andromeda's betrayal. Bellatrix acts as if their other sibling has never existed, but the absence has carved out a piece of Cissy's heart with a blunt knife. She aches for her sister every day, for she knows there is nothing more valuable than loyalty to your family. If it would not forsake every little thing she has worked for, Narcissa would consider reaching out to Andromeda. But, no, she would never let Bella down like that. And is her name not Narcissa for more than one reason? She won't debase herself with groveling either. She is an elite by divine right. A pureblood witch. A beauty. A scholar. And much more facetious than anyone gives her credit for, though that's probably because she keeps her wit only for those dearest behind closed doors. Narcissa is not sure which move she is ready to make next, but she is determined to not make a single misstep. It doesn't hurt that Death Eaters seem to be watching her every move. If only it could be one in particular, one whose eye she has been trying to catch for quite some time. Then again, perhaps the most unexpected surprises are the gifts one deserved all along.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐ต๐“๐’ถ๐’ธ๐“€, ๐‘…๐‘’๐‘”๐“Š๐“๐“Š๐“ˆ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ—

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €Regulus had a happy, privileged childhood . . . until his older brother ruined everything. As soon as Sirius was sorted into Gryffindor and began openly defying the pureblood way of life, everyone looked to Reg to be the next blood traitor. After all, the boys had been inseparable as kids. The Black family did anything to ensure it wouldn't happen; they could not allow another disgrace. Though at the cost of living under a microscope, it meant that Regulus suddenly received everything he could ever want. The best magical tutors to ensure he was far above everyone in his year. The newest clothes and inventions. The fastest brooms { not that he even used them often; he's not exactly an adrenaline junkie like some fools }. And his love for Sirius โ” that once led him to nearly drowning โ” was now safely suffocated by loathing. In fact, his brother's rebellion against the old ways only made Regulus more obsessed with them. His fanatic dedication is perhaps why Voldemort invited him to join the Death Eaters right before his last two years at Hogwarts. Why wouldn't he, considering it had worked out exceptionally well with his cousin Bellatrix. This honor was everything that Regulus had ever dreamed of, but a cloud of darkness has overshadowed his dreams of power and glory lately. It is one thing to have his loyalties questioned . . . and quite another being forced to prove them.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ž๐“‡๐’ถ๐’ท๐’ท๐‘’, ๐’ฉ๐’œ๐‘€๐ธ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ”

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €NAME is being pressured on all sides to make her family proud by being a Death Eater. She is young, fit, talented, and a proper blood purist, isn't she? There should be nothing stopping her. But NAME has recently come to terms with something that actually was holding her back for many years: she's a lesbian. Her dim-witted brother is the only one who knows, and that was not something NAME told him by choice. Is it only a matter of time before their parents find out too? She knows they will hate her for it. She just wishes she could see the reaction that the truth would warrant from within the Voldemort's ranks too. Joining could be a death wish, but it may also protect her from others' wrath. NAME is terrified, yet more than anything, she is tired of hiding. Tired of being something she's not. She has half a mind to try and find a Seer who can give her some guidance because all of the uncertainty is driving her mad.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐น๐“๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“‰, ๐’ฉ๐’œ๐‘€๐ธ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ‘

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €In the last two generations, Flint family fortune has been squandered. Pretended like everything was fine at school but doesn't have the easiest time now that she's out on her own. Surprisingly not a Death Eater, though the promise of success and riches makes it more tempting every day. Won't be living in this rat-infested apartment with two roommates forever. Not with all the ambition she's got . . .

    ๐ผ๐“ƒ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“ƒ, ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‡๐’ถ๐’ธ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“๐’น ๐’ถ๐“๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐’น๐“Ž ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“๐’น๐“‡๐‘’๐“ƒ.
    ๐ผ๐’ป ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ถ๐‘”๐‘’ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‡๐’ถ๐’ธ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“Š๐“…, ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐’น๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐‘œ.
    ๐ผ๐’ป ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“…๐“‡๐‘’๐“‰๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“Ž ๐’น๐‘œ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“‰ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“๐’น๐“‡๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐“Ž๐‘’๐“‰, ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐’น๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐‘œ.
    ๐’Ÿ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’น๐‘’๐’ธ๐’พ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Œ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’ท๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐’ป๐’พ๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐’พ๐’น๐‘’๐’ถ๐“ˆ, ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐‘œ๐“‡๐“Ž๐“๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘’, ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“Œ๐“‡๐’พ๐“‰๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ข๐‘œ๐“Ž๐“๐‘’, ๐’ฉ๐’œ๐‘€๐ธ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ’

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €NAME is not known for his brainpower but rather his ingenuity. He has been a supporter of Voldemort since he was born. It's in his blood; it's all around him. And it's not exactly in his nature to question otherwise. This makes him an especially loyal follower, though he is getting a bit tired of being overlooked. NAME is incredibly skilled with artistic pursuits, and he prefers to use it for tattoos more than any other medium. When he invented the Dark Mark two years ago, he thought Voldemort would be more appreciative. It was revolutionary for their cause, infusing magic and ink together to communicate. But he's not exactly getting the accolades he feels he deserves. While he still loves doing other tattoos and has covered many of his fellow Death Eaters in intricate pieces, it's not enough for him anymore. People always joke that NAME has incredibly strange good luck, and it seems true. For a lot of the mistakes he has made or near-misses he has encountered, NAME comes out unscathed on the other side. Maybe the Death Eaters should actually trust him and use him for more. Isn't it about time he gets treated as more than a low-level crony?


  • โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ฆ๐’ถ๐“‡๐“€๐’ถ๐“‡๐‘œ๐’ป๐’ป, ๐ผ๐‘”๐‘œ๐“‡ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ“

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €Did a study abroad year at Hogwarts for his last year . . . only because he was getting eaten alive at Durmstrang. Wanted to seem cool for once so gave into everything the Slytherins aka future Death Eaters said. Learning those decisions had consequences, as he is now expected to fight on their side . . . But maybe it's about time he stood for something in his life instead of running away again. Not like he has anything better to do.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐ฟ๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“‡๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐‘’, ๐‘…๐’ถ๐’ท๐’ถ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐’ถ๐“ƒ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ”

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €While some people might loathe being in their brother's shadow, Rabastan feels nothing but honor. He idolizes Rodolphus and all that he does. And having the same reputation comes in handy when you want people to be intimidated by you too. They never have to know that Rabastan is afraid of just about everything โ” heights, enclosed places, bugs . . . He can keep his calm more and more as he ages, but that cool exterior doesn't stop the terror that fills his body with dread all the time. Wizards certainly don't believe in mental health; not even Muggles really do in the 1970s. Why would Rabastan ever realize that some of his fears are a PTSD reaction to suppressed trauma? { How could he, when he doesn't even remember that Rodolphus was born with a twin sister? } He has been able to glide through life on his reputation so far, especially given that he never graduated Hogwarts. Getting expelled before his sixth year has spun a million rumors about him. Sure, it was just a bit of underage magic, but nobody else has to know that. Especially not his brother's beautiful fiancรฉe, Bellatrix. She is the one thing that has made Rabastan truly jealous of Rodolphus all these years. If she were to be impressed by some alleged feat that landed Rabastan getting the boot from school early, so much so that she ran into his arms instead of his brothers . . . well, he couldn't complain too much.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐ฟ๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰๐“‡๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐‘”๐‘’, ๐‘…๐‘œ๐’น๐‘œ๐“๐“…๐’ฝ๐“Š๐“ˆ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ’

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    ๐ˆ'๐Œ ๐‚๐Ž๐๐’๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐‘๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‚๐‹๐€๐ˆ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐† ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐’ ๐‚๐‡๐€๐‘๐€๐‚๐“๐„๐‘ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐Œ๐˜๐’๐„๐‹๐….
    ๐ˆ๐“ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ ๐๐Ž๐“ ๐๐„ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‚๐€๐’๐„, ๐€๐’ ๐ˆ ๐–๐ˆ๐‹๐‹ ๐Ž๐๐‹๐˜ ๐๐‹๐€๐˜ ๐Ž๐๐„
    ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐ˆ ๐€๐Œ ๐“๐Ž๐‘๐ ๐๐„๐“๐–๐„๐„๐ ๐€ ๐…๐„๐–. ๐๐”๐“, ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„ ๐๐„๐ˆ๐๐†,
    ๐๐‹๐„๐€๐’๐„ ๐–๐€๐ˆ๐“ ๐“๐Ž ๐๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐€๐ ๐€๐”๐ƒ๐ˆ๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐’
    ๐๐€๐‘๐“๐ˆ๐‚๐”๐‹๐€๐‘ ๐๐„๐‘๐’๐Ž๐ ๐”๐๐“๐ˆ๐‹ ๐ˆ'๐•๐„ ๐Œ๐€๐ƒ๐„ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐ƒ๐„๐‚๐ˆ๐’๐ˆ๐Ž๐.
    ๐“๐‡๐€๐๐Š ๐˜๐Ž๐” !

    โ €โ €โ € โ €Rodolphus was a soft child, always bringing little bunnies from the field home to be his pets and braiding flowers into his twin sister's hair. What happened to her . . . it was an accident. He knows it was. He thinks it was? He knows it was. Honestly, he's never been sure. But that day will always be the darkest moment in his life. Losing her destroyed almost everything that could have been good in him. What might have had a chance to grow back was further stamped out by his ruthless, unforgiving father. Now Rodolphus is renowned for spreading terror with every beautiful grin. He gets what he wants. Period. His engagement with Bellatrix is another piece in his long scheme of grandeur. To keep his perfectly dark world in balance, all he has to do is keep anyone from learning the strange ritual he completes after every kill . . . or the remorse he feels over each one.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐‘€๐’ถ๐“๐’ป๐‘œ๐“Ž, ๐ฟ๐“Š๐’ธ๐’พ๐“Š๐“ˆ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ“

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €If the wizarding world had royalty, Malfoy would practically be king. He is an aristocrat in every sense of the word. Though he has no job, he appears to have endless supplies of goods and funds. And he is not shy about using them to manipulate and get his way, either. He recently became the head of his house with the passing of his father. Lucius has hated his mother for years, and dealing with her as a grieving widow only increases his loathing. Despite the respect he did have for his father, Lucius has already defied his last wish by finally becoming a Death Eater. His ruthlessness will certainly help their side of the war, and it is not that his parents do not support the cause. They just didn't want their perfect little son to get hurt. He may be a master at appearances and being thought of as charitable, but it's all carefully guarding his true intentions. How can Lucius not lend such skills to Voldemort's use? Plus, his obsession with cursed objects has crafted an impressive collection that may quickly prove how useful he can be.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐‘€๐’ธ๐’ฉ๐’ถ๐’พ๐“‡, ๐’ฒ๐’ถ๐“๐’น๐‘’๐“ƒ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ“

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €Despite their renown, few Death Eaters are completely heartless. They all have their reasons, motivations, beliefs. Then there's McNair. He is as monstrous as the creatures he hunts. Walden is the happiest when killing. Nothing else excites him like that. He hates muggles for a very personal reason, and Voldemort is well-aware that he is a muggleborn. Though his mother claims that her grandfather was a wizard, it's hard to believe anything she says in the haze of alcohol. His Muggle father is no better. In fact, his parents seem to encourage the worst of habits in one another, leaving Walden more alone when he is with them than any true solitude. He feels indebted to Voldemort for giving a lowly muggleborn a chance, which is perhaps why he is so fanatic about showing his loyalty.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐‘€๐“Š๐“๐’ธ๐’พ๐’ท๐‘’๐“‡, ๐’ฉ๐’œ๐‘€๐ธ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ–

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €NAME has revolutionized the sector of training trolls for security, though not because he cares that much about the profession. He's disgustingly rich and, frankly, bored. At least the work passes time. NAME won't share his secret with any of the other trainers, either. Although he pretends it's to protect his business interests, things are a bit more complicated than that. He does dominate the market these days, which he will never complain about . . . but NAME doesn't think using his love for Muggle opera music will still garner him such support. And none of his competitors will have the delicate ear to know how to use the songs in training anyway. Why bother compromising his status? NAME already feels like his reputation among the Death Eaters isn't as respectful as he deserves. Just because he knows how to get things down without always relying on his money doesn't make him less than them. However, he knows why they are a bit wary of him. After the altercation with Mary a few years back, NAME expressed . . . regret. His frequent attendance of opera shows would only complicate things. NAME, despite some of his softer edges, hates being underestimated, and it's probably best not to piss off the guy with twenty trolls behind him.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ฉ๐‘œ๐“‰๐“‰, ๐’ฉ๐’œ๐‘€๐ธ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ”

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €NAME is no stranger to stardom as a renowned professional dueler. Her longest undefeated streak stands at twenty-seven . . . only four away from Britainโ€™s record. But she was knocked back down to zero not so long ago, and she still canโ€™t talk about it. Sore loser, the press calls her. NAME prefers fierce competitor. Her husband loves reading her headlines over breakfast; he always gets a laugh out of how wrongfully they portray her. But she doesn't find it so funny. In NAME's opinion, the two of them have a rather strange relationship too. Sometimes NAME feels quite distant from him, almost professional. Doesn't he understand her just as little as the papers? It does help that they have made certain open arrangements in their commitment to one another, not that either of their traditional families would approve if they found out. And NAMEโ€™s mother and father have a way of sticking their nose into just about everything. Theyโ€™ve been that way since she had cancer as a baby, and they never hesitate to bring up that she โ€œalmost didnโ€™t make it.โ€ Maybe that is why NAME canโ€™t stop duelling. She loves the thrill, the danger. She never wants anyone to think sheโ€™s weak, ever again. But itโ€™s bringing more than she bargained for. As her Death Eater partner puts in a good word for how talented she is, NAME might not be able to hold out on joining much longer.


  • โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ซ๐’ถ๐“‡๐“€๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“ˆ๐‘œ๐“ƒ, ๐’ฉ๐’œ๐‘€๐ธ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ‘

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € Her dad likes to joke that NAME got her rebellious nature from him. Maybe heโ€™s right. NAME likes being half-American; sheโ€™s fascinated by her fatherโ€™s homeland. Despite rarely visiting, she feels an unexplainable connection to it. And NAMEโ€™s mum used to threaten to ship her off there almost constantly. She was basically a devil as a teen. Any rule in place was meant to be broken for no reason other than she wanted to fucking do it. She got involved with drinking, parties, and sex incredibly young. Some people would have guessed sheโ€™d have mellowed out by now, her brother included. He and his wife are going to have a baby soon, and NAME is still pounding back shots at the bar and coming home at four in the morning, if that. Her friends keep whispering sweet nothings in her ear. Instead of being a rebel without a cause, why not join the Death Eaters, have some purpose? Itโ€™s something she gets closer and closer to believing in. However, her brother keeps joking that if something happens to the two of them, they want NAME to take care of the baby. But he can't be serious, right?!


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐‘…๐‘œ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐‘’๐“‡, ๐ธ๐“‹๐’ถ๐“ƒ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ—

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €In a gang with Snape, Wilkes, Avery, and Mulciber. Divorced parents that are always putting him in the middle of things. Projecting his desires for a family on the Death Eaters, making him fiercely loyal and unable to see any of their flaws. Has absolutely no idea his current significant other is chronically cheating on him.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ฎ๐“ƒ๐’ถ๐“…๐‘’, ๐’ฎ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡๐“Š๐“ˆ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ–

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €Iโ€™m writing this same intro for Lily, Snape, James, Remus, Sirius, and Peter just fyi. So. Here we are. One of the characters who gives most people a lot of feelings. I have a lot of my own biases that go into the Marauders era, and it's quite difficult for me to juggle the canon with what I personally want to impress on the characters I adore so much. This was an impossible decision for me to make, but I think it's the fairest thing I can do. I am not writing a biography for the characters I've listed here. We all know so much about them. We have our own ideas about how their personalities and backgrounds came together. It's not right for me to demand you only take my perceptions into account. The compromise is that I have composed a document full of important dates that have affected all of their lives in one way or another. Please reference this in making certain decisions, if this is the character you choose to audition for. The following information is more notes than a biography. You can treat it like advice instead of a rigid set of characterization you have to adhere to. If you have any questions, please let me know.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ฏ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“€๐“ˆ, ๐’œ๐“ƒ๐’น๐“‡๐‘œ๐“‚๐‘’๐’น๐’ถ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ’

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €Despite being raised in one of the world's most elite pureblood families, Andromeda turned her back on the wealth and blood prejudice of her birth. It rattled many bones when she spoke out at seventeen. Often hailed as the most beautiful and graceful of the Blacks { not to mention, one properly sorted into Slytherin }, Andromeda was supposed to be nothing less than the vision of perfection. She did not have the shortcomings of her cousin Sirius, so what on earth could have propelled her into such treachery? Many say it was love blinding her; and it is true that she adores her husband, muggleborn Edward Tonks. But she didn't realize the disgusting truth of her upbringing because of him. The rebellion had long been brewing in her fierce heart. When Bellatrix graduated Hogwarts, anyone who actually knew Andromeda was not surprised when her relationship with Tonks came to light. The problem was so few ever cared to get to know her. They only saw an old family name and a pretty face. Ted saw beneath that; he saw the power brewing inside. Although Andromeda now works as an Obliviator { one who appreciates the delicacy of the job and works especially hard to ensure the department's more radical members do not overstep and ruin the Muggles when doing so }, she is far from forgetting what her family used to say to her. All the terrible things they still believe. Maybe she can't rectify all of the damage they have caused this world, but she'll be damned if she doesn't try. You don't have to be an evil Slytherin to be equally as ruthless.

    ๐ผ๐“ƒ ๐’ธ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“ƒ, ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‡๐’ถ๐’ธ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“Œ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“๐’น ๐’ถ๐“๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐’น๐“Ž ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“๐’น๐“‡๐‘’๐“ƒ.
    ๐ผ๐’ป ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐’ถ๐‘”๐‘’ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‡๐’ถ๐’ธ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“Š๐“…, ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐’น๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐‘œ.
    ๐ผ๐’ป ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“Œ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐“‰ ๐“‰๐‘œ ๐“…๐“‡๐‘’๐“‰๐‘’๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“Ž ๐’น๐‘œ ๐“ƒ๐‘œ๐“‰ ๐’ฝ๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’ ๐’ธ๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“๐’น๐“‡๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐“Ž๐‘’๐“‰, ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š ๐“‚๐’ถ๐“Ž ๐’น๐‘œ ๐“ˆ๐‘œ.
    ๐’Ÿ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“ ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐’น๐‘’๐’ธ๐’พ๐“ˆ๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒ ๐’ฝ๐‘œ๐“Œ๐‘’๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡ ๐’ท๐‘’๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐’ป๐’พ๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š๐“‡ ๐’พ๐’น๐‘’๐’ถ๐“ˆ, ๐“ˆ๐“‰๐‘œ๐“‡๐“Ž๐“๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘’, ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐“Œ๐“‡๐’พ๐“‰๐’พ๐“ƒ๐‘”.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ฏ๐“‡๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’๐“‡๐“ˆ, ๐’ฉ๐’œ๐‘€๐ธ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ“

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €NAME seems to think he's one of the most important Death Eaters, but almost all the others are laughing behind his back. They know that Voldemort just gives him random, irrelevant errands to keep from screwing up the truly important work to be done. For all his faults, NAME does have some advanced skills when it comes to understanding auras. He likes to use people's raw emotions to manipulate and deceive them. And it helps that his job at St. Mungos opens him to some especially vulnerable victims. Though if he is not too careful, NAME may end up with his own chaotic aura. The girlfriend he had at sixteen told him she was pregnant, but a month later, she disappeared. He has no idea what happened to her or the child. And he's never tried to find out, whether that be because he is too afraid of the answer, or something else entirely . . .


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ฑ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’พ๐“‰๐“Ž, ๐ธ๐“‚๐“‡๐“Ž๐“ˆ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ”

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ ๐Ÿท โ— ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ 2 โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €As one of the most popular and successful Slytherin students, it would be quite a surprise to know that Emrys comes from a family with a very average background and income. They have especially struggled since the war started, given that her Muggle parent got laid off in the British economic crisis. However, Emrys is still used to getting just about whatever she wants. Shop owners, waiters, classmates, it doesn't matter who. They're all susceptible to her charm. She doesn't have to stoop to stealing or using magic to get those things for free either. People naturally fall at her feet. On the Quidditch field, she was a natural and quickly became captain. Emrys has known the same sort of glowing success outside Hogwarts too. It's like others enjoy following her lead, no matter the occasion. Of course, it's an absolute tragedy that her { very rich } husband has recently turned up dead. But in this war, such terror can be around every corner. Sometimes even in your own home.


    โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ• ๐’ฒ๐’พ๐“๐“€๐‘’๐“ˆ, ๐’ฉ๐’œ๐‘€๐ธ โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•
    ๐‚ ๐‹ ๐€ ๐’ ๐’ โ‹† ๐Ž ๐… โ‹† ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ— ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ•

    [ ๐š†๐™ธ๐™บ๐™ธ๐™ฟ๐™ด๐™ณ๐™ธ๐™ฐ โ— ๐š‚๐™ป๐šˆ๐šƒ๐™ท๐™ด๐š๐™ธ๐™ฝ โ— ๐™ผ๐™พ๐™ณ๐™ด๐™ป ]

    โ €โ €โ € โ €Despite his pure blood, Voldemort did not recruit NAME after his graduation right away. He simply wasn't talented enough to join their ranks. There are so many Wilkes' siblings. What would it matter if a few never actively participated in the war? There are other ways to support that don't involve a mask and Dark Mark. Nevertheless, a few of his friends eventually ended up vouching for him. No one has said this truth to NAME directly, but he's no idiot. He knows he's not the most skilled wizard either. However, he's determined to still leave a powerful legacy. What he lacks in refined talent, NAME makes up for in ruthlessness. His affinity for adrenaline leads him to the most impossible, death-defying dares, which are an asset to the Dark Lord in their own way. NAME doesn't want to be "just another member of the Wilkes brood." And he may go to intense lengths to ensure that doesn't happen.

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