Post by kade on Jul 1, 2013 8:37:34 GMT -6
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 460px; background-image: url(http://i44.tinypic.com/34fb0ns.jpg);-moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; border: 4px ridge #7a9aa9, bTable][tr][cs=2] kaden alexander lestrange. twenty two. ministry employee. a 12 1/4 swishy hawthorn wand with burmy skin core. alex pettyfer. | |
[rs=2] | basics, basics, basics well my names kaden alexander lestrange. yes yes those lestrange’s. save all your gasps and hisses for someone who cares. i may not like my parents, but i can’t change who they are so why bother hiding it? i’m twenty two, an ex slytherin and i work at the ministry. i work in the department for the registration and capture of werewolves. it’s dangerous, and fun and i actually feel like i help people. most werewolves are just normal people with a furry anger problem. when their time passes they usually just feel such a sense of remorse that you can’t help but feel for them. not all of them though. some are actually downright psychotic, like fenrir greyback. my wand is a 12 1/4 inch swishy hawthorn wand with a burmy skin core. i don’t profess to know much about wands so all i know about it is what olivander told me. he said that the wood and the core both show contradictory characteristics, good for someone who has a nature that can be unpredictable. he warned me that it might take me a while to get it to listen to me, and it sort of did. but the longer i’ve had it the better it’s gotten to work with. go back to the start well i was born, from what alecto has told me, in australia a few years after the battle of hogwarts. being self confessed and previously incarcerated deatheaters alecto and rebastian had to move around allot. so us kids, me my older brother and our baby sister, got drug all over the world. i know 5 different languages well enough to hold a conversation with a native speaker. moving around so much kind of sucked, but it was sort of cool getting to see all those places. would have been really good if we’d been a regular family seeing them together. with alecto and rebastian it was more like a weird forced, gypsy imprisonment. once my brother started hogwarts we were able to finally settle down, or well as settled as our family can be. they left us kids together in a mansion in the english countryside. alecto and rebastian swung by every now and then. mostly it was just me and my baby sister. so we became pretty close. with my brother it was always a little different. me and him have always been sort of similar, and we get along, but i don’t know that i’d ever call us close. i know i can go to him if i needed to, if someone had ever had the balls to try and bully or hurt me i know he’d be there to help me out. i know him and my sister never got along well. i was almost like the mediary half the time. my brother was the only one who seemed to buy into all the crap our parents tried to shove down our throats. alecto put me through to much for me to want to listen to her lessons. not to say some of it hasn’t stuck. i’m not going to go running up to the potter kid and hug him like a brother, but i don’t actively hate any muggle born or blood traitors. sure i am definitely a slytherin pureblood, i do have certain ideas about blood purity, but there’s been too many amazing witches and wizards who were muggle born to believe all that deatheater crap. all through school i generally stuck with the slytherin gang. they were mostly the people i’d grown up in the deatheater life with. it wasn’t that i descriminated against the other houses, i just didn’t have much to do with them. except one girl i guess. i was never one who stuck with just one girl. i guess that’s something me and my brother do have in common. we’re sort of man whores i guess. i think the longest i’ve ‘been with’ a girl was maybe all of 2 months. but there’s always been one girl stuck in my head. i’d never admit it to anyone though. she’s a damn weasley, dominique weasley to be specific. i’m pretty sure i’d be skinned alive by my family if they ever knew. she is a veela so it’s understandable that i’d find her attractive, but that doesn’t explain why i spent a large portion of my hogwarts years trying to get under her skin. i actually did manage to make her snap finally. all it took was exploding a portable swamp in the hallway she always took. ohhhh the look on her face when she came storming into my classroom was priceless. i would have happily let her hex me and died with satisfaction. luckily though the proffesor stopped her. we did both get detention though. and for some reason we left that detention with some strange sort of friendship. well enemies who happen to be friends sometimes. it’s probably mostly due to my moods though. let’s dig deeper i guess i should explain what i mean by my moods. well you see the therapist my professor made me see, after i put a live squid complete with habitat in her desk, told me that i have a mild form of split personality disorder. or well she said that’s what she was going to call it since i didn’t really have anything “wrong” with me. i just tend to have two sides to me. everyone has a light and a dark side, i just tend to only show one or the other at a time. i am usually a goofy, nice, party loving prankster. but i can also be a dark, cocky, evil bastard. hey i’ll admit it, when my darker side decides to show itself i’m very well suited for slytherin. most people that see me like that can actually believe that i’m the child of rebastian and alecto. i don’t honestly know why i swing from one side of the spectrum to the other, and it’s pretty much imposible to predict when it will happen. my baby sister’s probably the only person in the world who hasn’t had my dark side dirrected towards her. the therapist told me that the reason for this split in my personlity ws probably due to some deep trauma from my childhood. which, when she said that, it all made sense. because you see i did have alecto carrow as a mother. anyone who was a student of her or my uncles durring their brief period of being educators would tell you that they didn’t hesitate to use curses, hexes, and unforgivables on their students. what makes you think it would be any different with her children? i think the first time my mother used the cruciatus curse on me i was 3 and had fallen in the mud and gotten my dress robes dirty right before we were leaving for a pureblood ball. when i figured out how she worked i tried my best to do nothing to displease her. but she always seemed to know anyways. when my baby sister was born i did everything in my power to take her punishments for her, to protect her from that woman. i guess my dark side that i have was developed as a sort of protection from these punishments. makes sense i guess. loves and hates well generally i love to party, pull pranks, make jokes and just generally have a good time. i have a serious weakness for anything covered in caramel or deep fried. i’m surprisingly a really good cook, because i made our cook teach me when i was younger. i do also have a slight addiction to muggle cigarettes, can’t help it. the only warning sign i’m in a mood is that i go through more then my usual half pack a day. some people say that i drink too much, mostly my mother or sister, and maybe they have a point since i do go out probably 3-4 times a week. maybe it’s another coping method for what i went through as a kid, or to cope with this deep seated attraction to the weasley. i am not the biggest fan of chocolate, i like it i’m just not obssessed with it. i actually hate any form of seafood, anything from the water should stay there so far as i’m concerned. i’m a terrible loser, and tend to not know when to stop when it comes to competitions. i guess you could call me a bit of a man whore, i just really like girls. maybe it’s another coping mechanism for the deal with the weasley. who knows. shhh don’t tell anyone i guess my only real secret is about how my mother used to torture us kids with the unforgivables as punishment. i already discussed that earlier though. the only other thing would be the feelings i have for the weasley girl. i haven’t told anyone, hell i hardly even admit it to myself. but i can not get that girl out of my head. the other ‘secret’ i guess i have has to do with her too. one time when i was just a couple years out of hogwarts i visited the castle to see my baby sister since i was in the area hunting a werewolf. as i was walking through the castle i almsot tripped over someone lying on the ground. at first i was going to tell them off, but then i saw it was dominique. she was unconsciouse on the floor and she wouldn’t wake up when i tried. not going to lie i sort of freaked. i picked her up and ran with her to the hospital wing. when the nurse told me she’d called her parents i figured i should get out of there, i knew dom probably wouldn’t like to know i’d been the one to helped her, and her parents probably wouldn’t either. so i hid behind another screen as they came through the door and then snuck out. but as i was leaving i overheard the nurse tell them that dominique had passed out from low blood sugar, she was malnurished because the nurse suspected she was suffering from bulimia. i almost fell over when i heard that. dominique had always been this confident, aloof entity in my life. nothing could phase that girl, yet she’d felt that she wasn’t thin enough. it terrified me to be honest. ever since then i’ve sort of inadvertantly kept an eye on her weight, if it ever looks like she’s not feeling well or getting to thin i tend to randomly drop off a plate of cookies or something at her place. i’ll never tell her i was the one who helped her, or that i know what she went through. but since then it’s sort of made me re-examine my feelings towards her. maybe it’s not just that she’s a veela and i’m simply attracted to her and like bugging her. |
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