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After many years and many fallen followers, The Dark lord returns to power. This story beings in the dungeon deep beneath the foundations of Malfoy Mannor. Voldemort's followers are weakened from their years in Azkaban, and this has only heightened his desire for revenge and renewed power.
Characters needed:
- Bellatrix Black - MeaCulpa
- Voldemort
- Narcissa Malfoy
- Lucias Malfoy
- Any Death Eater
- Any of the Aurors
- Any HP or own characters. Please post Bio for your own.
In a snap of black smoke, Bellatrix Lestrange apparated into the darkened room. In her right hand she held her wand, clutching the talon shaped wood tightly. She panted slightly, catching her breath after an apparent chase then turned to face the Death Eaters already present. The room was dimly lit, small lanterns casting the only light – shadows fluttered against the walls.
The walls span around her. it had been so long since she'd had enough room to move it was disconcerting. Her cell in Azkaban was little more than a cave, the stone walls cut into her skin as she moved, her screams and cackled sounding unnaturally loud in the small space. Here, though, it was difficult to breathe. She was broken, though she'd never admit it; the memories of her time with the Dementors, the guards with their creeping hands and invisible binds played on a macabre continuum behind her eyes.
Her legs weakened from muscle wastage, she stumbled to her knees, hands gripping at the ground as she dropped her wand. White dots flashed before her eyes and she struggled to focus on the room. Although tired, weak and disorientated, she still felt the burn of The Mark on her arm and smiled.
Oh god, I would love to be Voldemort; although I've got a time period where I won't be able to get on (3 weeks in July). do you think we could make that work?
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Name: Cara DeAngelo
Age: 25
Date of Birth: December, 2nd 2044
Place of Birth: Cheltenham,England
Occupation: Auror
Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw
Blood Status: Pureblood
Patronus: Leopard
Marital status: Single
Brief Background/History:
Cara is wealthy, with her family who have never felt the need to worry about if they could afford something or not. They just bought it,price was never a relavance, but they were not a snobby family. Everyone of the DeAngelos had been in Ravenclaw so it came as no surprise that Cara has been sorted into Raveclaw as well. Although both of her parents can not exactly be considered being huge “Muggle-Fans” they tolerate them and furthermore. The DeAngelo family have a good moral in life, and do not muddle with what is not to be muddled in, it was something Cara had been taught from when she was young. Her mother, Ffion, is a chief doctor in the wizarding hopsital.She has made some outstanding discoveries and they do not stop. Her father, Joshua, is one of the minister of Magics assistants, and with a very steady work load.
Her parents, having one daugter to start with, decided that Cara was going to be lonely child, and they knew that she needed to have a proper childhood. So they had another child.A son called Matthew. Matthew was a delightful child when he was about six-ish.But he developed a problem that compromised his health. After three years of deteriorating to the state where he couldnt move beside blinking, her brother died at the age of 16. It hit her hard the most, so she devoted her life to doing good. Hense becoming a top Auror.
Personality:
Cara has always been a very popular girl at Hogwarts and is this often meant quite a lot of people surrounding her, Cara was such a chatty delightful young girl with a high spirit. Cara had the determination of the world on her shoulders, yet she still found time to be a child.Her parents knew that someone like her would go extremely far,and she did in school.She was head of the Quidditch team for three years running, and was a Ravenclaw prefect.Cara had among only a few others some of the best grades in her year at Hogwarts.
Her likes and dislikes;Cara is pretty scared of everything crawly or slimy, which is also mainly the reason she absolutely hated Care of Magical Creatures in school. Her owl and the occasional cat or half-kneazle are the only animals she dares to get near to.
As a child, and also including most of her years at Hogwarts, she has been really fond of Greek Mythology, always reading books about it in secret, anxious about other people finding out about this rather special, atypical habit of hers.
Set after his first fall (if people would prefer it be alter, I'm fine with that). The death eaters that were incarcerated have just escaped/been freed. The aurors are going wild trying to keep everything in order and Voldemort it slowly rising to power once again.
Name: Nathan Campbell
Age: 22
Hogwarts House: Slytherin
Blood Status: Pureblood
Patronus: Wolf
Marital status: Single
Animagus: Wolf
Appearance:
Brief Background/History:
Nathan comes from a wealthy family who have always hated muggles. Everyone in the Campbell family has been in Slytherin. He was in the Quidditch team at Hogwarts for four years. When the Dark Lord came to power his parents instantly joined, and when he was old enough he joined too. He was a bit apprehensive for a start when he joined but when his sister was killed in an Auror raid, he wanted revenge. When Harry Potter vanquished the Dark Lord, he and his family were sent to Azkaban. His parents died there, but he stayed alive, waiting for Voldemort to return.
Personality:
Nathan is a typical Slytherin. He is sly, cunning and very ambitious. When he sees an opportunity he almost always takes it. His time on the Quidditch team has gave him a lot of confidence in his own abilities. After the death of his sister, he always hides his emotions from everyone.
His likes and dislikes;
He hates muggles and Aurors
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Hmm can I be a made up death eater please??
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You're not sure, you open the door.And step out into the dark...---------------- ---------------------------------------Amelia Mae Samson . Seventh Year. Hufflepuff.
With a crack and the appearance of some black smoke, Nathan apparated into the dark room. He held his wand, clutching it tightly. He tried to catch his breath after the escape from the prison. He turned to face the other Death Eaters who were already here.
When he turned, he almost lost his balance. He didn't know how long since he had enough room to move around in and it was it would take some getting used to. His cell in Azkaban was little more than a cave. The stone cut into his skin when he tried to move around and his screams, caused by the Dementors, were amplified because of the little space he had. He had escaped with some of the other Death Eaters when they all felt the Burning on thier arm where the Dark Mark was, which signalled their Lord's return.
He managed to keep his balance but noticed some people who hadn't. Bellatrix Lestrange, who had escaped the prison with them, fell to her knees right beside him. He was conflicted to help her or not but in the end he just grabbed her arm and hauled her to her feet.
He looked around and smiled. It was good to be back.
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
SPOILER!!: Sandrine Hunt
SANDRINE HUNT
Name: Sandrine Hunt Age: 21 Date of Birth: 12th Augast Place of Birth: Clare, Ireland Ex Hogwarts House: Slytherin Blood Status: Pureblood Patronus: Anaconda Marital status: Single
Height: 5,6 Weight: 125 pounds Eye Color: Pale Blue Hair: Brunette, curly
Personality: Sharp mind and witted, likes to crack a joke, particulary at the muggles. but she knows what she wants and she will get what she wants. She constantly hopes to please and loves dearly when she lets her heart open eventually
Past: Sandrine grew up in the Clare Manor to a rich wizarding family, she was home schooled until she went to Hogwarts, and found it difficult to make friends, eventually she had her gaggle of friends, but as her parents taught her she trusts no one. She passed her OWLs and NEWTs with flying colours, she was offered a place at Warlock University but turned it down when her god father landed himself in prison and her mother died fighting for Voldemorts army, she signed up with the death eaters and constantly fought, trying to prove herself to her family, trying to prove herself to her mother
Appearance:
Sandrine walked through the door, Nathan, Belatrix she said, agnologing them, he's upstairs, she spoke quietly, he wants all of us upstairs, follow me, her Irish lilt came through as she led them upstairs and through to the room
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You're not sure, you open the door.And step out into the dark...---------------- ---------------------------------------Amelia Mae Samson . Seventh Year. Hufflepuff.
Last edited by city_girl_95; 07-23-2010 at 06:19 PM.
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Edit: Please delete double post
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You're not sure, you open the door.And step out into the dark...---------------- ---------------------------------------Amelia Mae Samson . Seventh Year. Hufflepuff.
Sandrine walked through the door, Nathan, Belatrix she said, agnologing them, he's upstairs, she spoke quietly, he wants all of us upstairs, follow me, her Irish lilt came through as she led them upstairs and through to the room
Nathan nodded politely to Sandrine as she came into the room and nodded again in understanding. He followed her out of the room and up the stairs. He was excited to see the Dark Lord again and he couldn't wait to get revenge on the ministry and the light side.
Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Sandrine made her way up the stone steps, holding the fire torch in her hand so that she could see the stone steps that led from the celler to the hall, she pushed open the heavy door, holding it open for Nathan and Bellatrix, before shutting it after them, she pulled open the living room door and sat down in the plush living room leather high backed seat, she had already introduced herself to the Dark Lord and so waited for Bellatrix and Nathan to sit
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You're not sure, you open the door.And step out into the dark...---------------- ---------------------------------------Amelia Mae Samson . Seventh Year. Hufflepuff.