Narcissa Black

[alda]

WHAT ARE WE DOING
FLYING A CAR ?



WE'RE ONLY TWELVE YEARS OLD

FULL NAME: Narcissa Iris Black
NICKNAMES: Cissy
AGE: 15
YEAR: 5th
HOUSE: Slytherin
CODE WORD: [Removed by Admin]

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I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT WE HAVEN'T CRASHED YET

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FACE CLAIM: Heather Morris
EYE COLOUR: blue
HAIR COLOUR: blond wavy
HEIGHT: 5 foot 9
WEIGHT: 118lbs
APPEARANCE: She is also talented at making her face look angelic when she wants something.

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WE CRASHED IT RIGHT INTO THE WHOMPING WILLOW

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LIKES: * Purebloods
* Slytherin House
* Herself
* getting her own way
* being spoilt, due to being the baby sister.
* a certain Slytherin that has caught her eye.
DISLIKES:
* Mudbloods
* Pureblood traitors
* not getting her way
* muggles
* fried foods
* house elves
* Boggarts
BOGGART: Losing herself, her mind, her identity and those whom she loves.
MIRROR OF ERISED:Riches, a Family and a child to dote on.
PATRONUS: Swan
PERSONALITY: Narcissa is a spoiled person. She has always managed to get her own way and being the baby of the family definitely helped. So even now she will do whatever it takes to get what she wants. She does not care if she is not liked, simply seeing that person as an blind idiot. She dislikes pretty much anyone who is not pureblood and sees them as being beneath her status. She does have a heart however and has fallen for a Slytherin but that is to come and she loves and dotes on her sisters immensely.

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I CAN'T BELIEVE THAT WE DIDN'T GET EXPELLED

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WAND: 11 inch, veela hair, ebony wood with a silver engraved handle. The wand chose her in Ollivanders and the handle is a family heirloom belonging to her Great Grandfather Cygnus Black I.
BLOOD STATUS: pureblood
PARENTS:Cygnus Black III (father)
Druella Rosier (mother)
SIBLINGS: Bellatrix and Andromeda Black, at Hogwarts.
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hogwarts and Black Manor.
HISTORY: Narcissa grew up to be spoiled, she was the only blond hair child in the family and her Father doted on her. Her Mother however seemed to be a cold hearted person and not very Maternal. She would leave the care to be given by a House elf or leave Narcissa to her own devices. Thus having meant that her older sisters practically helped bring her up. She felt a very strong bond with Bellatrix and was more than a little scared of her, but she doted on her sister Andromeda who used to comfort her a lot.

When she went to Hogwarts, a whole new World opened up for her. Her family was well known and so she felt like Royalty. Whilst the Professors ignored her status, the students did not and many would fear her (because of Bellatrix) whilst others would try to please her. This please Narcissa greatly

She was quite a studious girl who liked reading but mostly cared more about her looks. She felt that she was the prettiest Black (mainly due to her Father) and liked being different. She loved her blond hair and would wear it in many different styles, though she always dreamed of having straight hair.

Narcissa made many friends at Hogwarts and loved her school life. Lucius Malfoy had caught her eye from the third year , but she didn't really do anything about it, being young. She watched him from afar to learn about what he liked before she was ready to pounce, after all what Cissy wantsCissy gets!

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THE ONLY GOOD THING ABOUT LIVING WITH THE

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NAME/ALIAS: Alda Z
EXPERIENCE: A while
HOW DID YOU FIND US?: typing in random HP names into google.
OTHER CHARACTERS: not yet
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: The battle was taking a turn for the worse, Alice had been standing there shaking, feeling not quite ready for the whole thing. Yes there were rumours and yes until now she did not fully appreciate the seriousness of the situation. Nor did she entirely believe that anyone could break through Hogwarts defenses. But the Half blood could have kicked herself now. Not only had Hogwarts been invaded, but it seemed that everyone was in danger of their lives!

Having been in her Hufflepuff dormitory when everything started, meant tat Alice was feeling a little confused and a lot afraid. She had heard stories of the battles that Harry Potter and his friends had fought and she had often longed to join him. Not to mention he was pretty hot too. But now that it had come down to it, she was not sure she was ready.

Many students had been running around her screaming when she finally plucked up the courage to go see what was happening, her wand clutched tightly in shaking and sweaty hands. Her mouth feeling more than a little dry as she wandered through corridors, at first the battle sounded like it was in the distance, but now she was getting closer and closer, people huddled and crying, other bloody and running to goodness knows where and here she was, alone and looking for any familiar face. P"please don't let Lewis be dead, please let everyone be ok?" she thought apprehension creeping up within her like a poison ivy plant searching for Sunlight. She needed to know that Hogwarts and her friends would be ok. That things would be ok, that Harry would win this. A sob escaped her as she witnessed a student being blasted into a wall. "THIS IS REAL, IT IS REALLY REAL!" she thought, even the voice in her head was petrified.

Alice needed familiarity, to be near some close friends, to be able to help in some way. Gah she wanted adventure but not this much adventure. A twisted sadistic laugh left her body as she tried to gather her wits about her. This part of the castle was rubble now, totally unrecognisable, the battle must have passed through here, yet still she had not seen a familiar face. But a voice, one that she herself had not heard before, boomed loud and clear through the castle. The voice was so confident, so cold, yet so alluring at the same time, it made her inwardly shiver. Hair on the back of her neck stood on end, "so this is what He who must not be named sounded like." a little bit of vomit came up and she had to lean against the cold wall for a little comfort. Lifting a shaky but dusty hand to wipe her clammy forehead, she tried to take in a few more deep breaths before continuing. The Fifth year knew that she had to pull herself together, their would be people needing help, people that would depend on her, maybe someone who would be looking up to her for help and she was lucky to have been in better shape than some. That was when the guilt kicked in, kicked her right up her butt. She would be useful, she would help and more important;y she would stay alive!

Alice wondered where the Order were, where Harry was. She hoped that they were all safe. She needed to find them, to find anyone so she would know what to do. She needed to do something to help, to make amends for being so cowardly before. But what? She decided to try and find them.

Walking up the winding staircases proved more difficult than normal, rubble was strewn all across the floor and it was hard to keep upright, though somehow she managed. She stepped over what seemed to be lifeless bodies and gave an inward whimper, feeling sorry for the loss of life and witnessing something that no Sixteen year old should ever witness, it was then that she felt even more compassion for Harry Potter. The tragedies that he had seen, had lived through, tears escaped her and she bit her lip. She felt that she had no right to cry, this time, right now was not for tears, this time right now was for fighting, for saving the Wizarding World and she wanted more than anything to be able to say that she had helped in some way.

Desperate steps, eyes darting to and fro in case of dangers or friends. Her wand pointed like a muggle gun, boy did she wish that she had one of those right now. She had not used her wand for defense before and she was not looking forward to the fact that this would be her first time, it was not long before she had to put this thought to the test. Two hooded figures came out from a room just above her, so immediately she had the lesser advantage. A green light blazed ast her eyes before she had the chance to make a shot. Extending her wand arm, she roared "Petrificus Totalus." One of the cloaked people fell to the floor as if a plank of wood. Stiffened and straight, any other time she would have giggled at the surprised look on his face, but she was too busy fighting for her life. Another spell aimed at her hit the stone staircase in front of her taking off a piece of stone, with widened eyes, she pointed her wand at the Deatheater in front of her. With more anger now, knowing that it was either him or her, she roared the first spell that came into her head. "CONJUNCTIVITIS." it hit the Deatheater square in his head and he began to grope around. "my eyes, my eyes!" he screamed in a panic, Alice saw her opportunity, she ran towards him and punched him as hard as she could on his face before running up the stairs in a vain hope to find her friends.

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AND RON GOT A HOWLER

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