Post by Arabelle Selene Malfoy on Mar 26, 2013 16:37:19 GMT -5
arabelle selene malfoy
17 . Slytherin
“I dare say that you have a house hold name,
but for our new readers, will you inform us once
more what your parents named you?”
If I know one thing about my family,
it's that they're sticklers for tradition.
Which is the exact reason why I was named, like almost all of the others
In my family tree, after a constellation. Arabelle Selene Malfoy is a
combination of the constellation, "Ara", and part of my great
aunt's name, "Bellatrix".
And, just like my brother, my middle name is
of a mythological figure.
Selene was the greek moon titanness in myths.
Honestly, why'd I get the crummy name of the family?
Don't get me wrong, but being named after your psychopathic and
murderous great aunt...Well, when that happens, your name can get
slightly less appealing.
“Remind us again when you were born? I can
never get enough of the story surrounding
your birth.”
Yeah, my birthdate seems to slip from my mind a lot too,
mostly because it was a horrible day. Mum tells me the story
of my birth a lot.
You know, usually, when you're born
your parents cheer and celebrate and scream in joy, "It's a girl!" ...Or
boy. Whatever floats your boat.
Except, on December fifteenth at
the Malfoy Manor, only my Mum, Dad, and Grandpa
were present. When I did pop out, too, no one yelled, "Hooray! It's a girl!" Or
anything like that. Mum and Dad, instead, looked to Grandad for his
opinion first.
Even if not all of the family sees eye to eye with Grandad, he's
still the one who rules our family like an evil dictator.
So when Grandad sighed in disappointment and took me in
his arms, flatly saying, "It's a girl.", Mum didn't protest.
I don't know if Mum was as feminist as she was then as she is
now or something like that, but her refusal to do
anything about Grandad's disapproval still shocks me.
It was Dad who saved me, though. He begged Grandad to let him keep me.
See, the problem about me being
a baby girl was that the Malfoys had always been a masculine household.
Having a baby girl broke that tradition and the Malfoys kept
traditions like they were oaths on their lives. I guess Mum just
really wanted a boy too. In the end I was able to be kept.
Lucky me.
“Okay, be honest here. Which are you in to
more: guys or dolls? Don't worry, our lips
are sealed.”
What kind of stupid, too personal, question is this? Okay, fine. Well...
I hate prejudice. So, honestly, I wouldn't mind too much
if I fell in love with a girl or a guy. It all comes down to
how much I like them. If I find someone I'm willing to defy my parents'
marriage plans for me for, I'd definitely date them, regardless of their
gender/sex. So, in short, I guess I'd say I'm pansexual.
“Alright, on to the good stuff. What do you do
in your spare time? Any favorite past times?”
It may seem stupid but I love spending my time either
outwitting my brother or just simply taunting him. Since birth
It's been known that Scorpius doesn't take quite a fancy to his elder
sister and, honestly, I'm fine with that. I love him and any time I get
to spend with my brother is valuable time.
Second, I like spending time
with my Dad. I've always gotten along with him better than Mum and
once you get past the fact that he tried to kill Harry Potter (albeit, sometimes
unwillingly), he's the best father you could ever ask for.
Third, I love watching
Quidditch. I don't care who's team it is as long as I'm actually watching.
Even if I'm terrified of getting on a broom to begin with, I love to see
the players soar. It's kind of thrilling.
Besides that, I fancy duelling.
When I was five, my grandfather, Lucius Malfoy, tried to heighten my
duelling reflexes by trying to paralyze me. I ended up turning him into
a flower in the end. From then on, duelling has become a highlighting strong
point of mine.
Especially in duels without wands, when I was ten it appears that I
knocked out my brother with a punch. A good aimed roundhouse punch
always feels good. Simply hanging out with loved ones or with my
friends can easily lift my spirits. Most times when I vent out ranting to
anyone, even someone I might hate, it feels good in the end to just let
it off my chest.
“Tell me: what are your favorite things in the
entire world? Those special things that just
make you want to smile?”
Ice cream. It's the go-to thing to help boost my tolerance of
another or to just cheer me up. In fact, I've been told
that ice cream may be my own secret obsession.
I wouldn't mind if it was, actually.
The next big thing that
I adore is my siamese cat, Lyra. I mean, have you ever
seen Lyra with your own two eyes? She's the cutest fluffball on
the planet! That is, if she doesn't scratch your eyes out on
first encounter. To explain that, Lyra's got an uncanny
taste of friends. Apparently, she prefers homeless people...wonder why.
Third, I love reading...Or studying...Or acing a test...Or something like that.
I don't have many redeeming qualities in my grandfather's eyes
and maybe if I do good enough academically, he'll see how
great of a granddaughter I am and accept me. Seriously, I'm
the only person I know who can tolerate that guy.
Fourth, I absolutely adore the color blue. The color blue
is something that my mum, dad, and grandad don't particularly
agree on with me. If you have the right shades of it, though,
blue can turn out to be a beautiful color. Look at the sky, for example.
Beautiful, no?
Along with all of this, I've got a huge addiction to sweets.
Not literally, but with my level of adoration for sweets, I could.
“And sadly we all know that there are things
that we just can't stand. What are yours?”
My family is a touchy subject. You talk about them carelessly and
you might just find yourself facing my fist. And my wand. I hate it
the most when some of my relatives call me a traitor for not backing
You-Know-Who...Or, for Merlin's sake, Voldemort in this war. It's
gotten old and frankly, really annoying.
Other than that, I hate being
rejected. In anything really. Most of my life I've been rejected. When
I was born, Grandad tried to give me up for adoption, my own dad
never had the guts to be proud of me on his own accord, only when
Grandad was, mum sugar coated everything but she never really saw
the "benefeits" of having me, and my brother thinks I'm a nuisance.
Oh, not to mention the rest of my family perhaps thinking me as a
traitor. So, yeah, family is a big no-no for me.
Another thing is fakes
and phonies. When people act nice to you or fake a smile or something,
it really gets on my nerves.
Besides this, I generally am known for
hexing people if they break me out of my reading reverie when studying
or just lazing about reading.
Obviously, like any other normal person,
I'm very territorial anout my loved ones. Mess around with my friends
and I'll make you regret it. A good whack to the head with my favorite
book can do it.
Although, strangely for a Malfoy, I'm not a big fan on
violence. At least pointless violence anyway. As much as I like to say
I'm capable of dealing physical injury myself to those who cross me,
I don't think I'd ever hurt another unless they really, really, really,
get on my nerves. Other than that, I'll threaten others all I want but I
wouldn't hurt them if there wasn't a good reason.
I also don't care much
for gossip. Psychological warfare is my specialty but gossip isn't and I
don't appreciate annoyingly gossipy girls chattering about "the populars".
This isn't the first day of High School.
“Any short or long term goals? Where do
you see yourself five years? In ten? How
do you plan to get there?”
First and foremost, I aim to live through this war and
somehow get back to my own time. What with the Malfoys
being considered traitors to Death Eaters and the Dragon Fire
members, my life is in as much danger as any muggle born
out there.
I'm sure Bellatrix would jump at every chance to
torture my family if she could. Oh, wait...Never mind, that was
and unpleasant image. I'd love to help the Potters in this war too.
So, if I somehow make it out alive and in my correct year, I'd
like to settle down with someone I love
and start a family. Just a kind of peaceful life, you know. I'll
always be here for the next war though, so, maybe not so
peaceful anyway.
I'd have a son and a daughter, preferably
twins who I would love and cherish like a good mother. I
would love them despite any evil grandfather thinks.
Now, though, I'm getting ahead of myself. Before that, I'd like to
overcome my slight fear of flying. On a broom. The whole
it's-just-a-broom-and-can't-possibly-support-me-in-the-air
thing really freaks me out but seeing how not many flyers
today die, I think I might make it. Although, my progress in
achieving these things? None.
“What makes you quake in your boots?
If you had to pick one thing that scared
you the most, what would it be?”
Thanks for asking that, it was supposed to be
a secret but I guess I have to spill the beans.
Besides actually flying (I recently found out I have Acrophobia.
Goodie!) I'm deathly afraid of my great aunt, Bellatrix.
From the stories I've heard about her, she's off her rocker
and nothing's more terrifying than a murderous insane
woman who's your great aunt and most probably wants you
dead to sadisticly please her master. Now that just doesn't
plant the most pleasant dreams into my head at night.
Often, I'm prone to waking up in the middle of the night
from a nightmare of Bellatrix slowly torturing me.
Sometimes I wake up to find myself bleeding from the way
I scratch myself until I draw blood in my sleep or I'll just cry for
half of the night. Dad once told me that the death eaters and such
tried to kidnap us and torture us for betraying them. I don't know
if it's true but I'd hope not.
“Is there a significant other in your life? How
do you do with relationships?”
Significant other....? Another stupid, too personal question, eh?
Well, the truth is that even before I was born my life was planned
out for me. I was to become an Auror to the Ministry of Magic, I
was to have only one son, and, yes, I had a future husband picked
out: Travis Goyle. The problem is...Well, I love Travis and I'd
promised myself I wouldn't and that I would stand up to my parents
for once and tell them that I would choose who to marry but Travis was surprisingly
sweet and kind...Well, it was hard not to love him.
I remember when I started
out at Hogwarts with the whole American alias. Travis had immediately
recognized me and even though I had run away to the resistence camp, he
still liked me and we became friends.
Another problem: We're currently just friends.
It's hard to love someone when they seem to only like you as a friend. I don't
know if my betrothal is still in action either but no matter what I'm determined to
confess my love for Travis this time. At least I'll have it off my chest.
“Now, you know that we adore you, but let's
talk about some other people for a little bit. A
little bird told me that you have some pretty
well known parents. Who are they?”
Well known parents? Ha...You could say that...Draco Lucius Malfoy is
my "well known" father. He's a former death eater and is now
currently trying his best to help bring down Voldemort/You-Know-Who.
Astoria Malfoy (neé Greengrass) is my oh so dear mother. Don't get me
wrong, I love her. I just wish she'd love me back like she does with Scorpius.
I have a stronger relationship with my father but I have to admit, we still have
out ups and downs. My parents aren't really the closest to me but I love them
all the same.
“Any other important people in your family?
Did you parents have any other children?”
Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy is my younger brother and I'd give my life for his.
He's sixteen and I love him to death although I might not act so. I have a stronger
love for Scorpo than my parents and, honestly, if I'd have to choose over him
or mum and dad, I'd choose him without a single thought.
Or, maybe I'm just
lying to myself. As much as my parents don't show much love for me, that
doesn't change the fact that I love them and try to make them
love me back.
“How about pets? How many do you have?”
I've had my pet kitten named Lyra for years. The little siamese cat
used to have a brother which was Scorpius' pet but that brother had
died...Or had been lost.
Scorpius had never gone into much detail about
how he lost his pet. Still, he got a new owl and I got to keep Lyra.
Lyra's about three years old and I've had her since I was born. Surprisingly,
grandad bought Lyra for me as a kind of friend when Scorpius wasn't there
since most of the others at the resistence camp ignored or avoided me.
“Okay, you have to have known that we were
going to ask. What's your biggest and best
kept secret? I won't tell.”
My biggest secret? Umm, well, that would be that I've allowed James Potter
to come near me (and flirt...) without hexing or cursing him. My family
would never allow that. Although they're on the Potters' side and have a kind of
strong respect for the Potters, they would never, ever, allow their daughter to
consort with James Potter. Much less a James Potter that's crushing on her!
As much times as I threaten to hex him until he leaves me alone, I feel
sorry for him. He's wasting his time on me. One, I love Travis. Two, my
grandfather would kill him if he found out and three, I still have a betrothal
that needs to be set/is in action.
It isn't a huge secret, really because everyone
at Hogwarts knows but my parents don't and they won't because I've made
Scorpius swear he won't tell. It's pretty much the biggest secret I've kept
in my life if I'm keeping it from my parents and grandparents.
Okay, so maybe not the biggest secret...Because I have another. At the
resistance camp, I'd gotten one of the few legilimens to teach me legilimency
since I was rubbish at occlumency. With the rare handful of other legilimens'
help, I learned it well and was told I'm skilled at it. Problem is, it gives me
splitting headaches when I try to search through someone's mind for a secret
or something.
Either ways, performing legilimency would require concentration
and a moment of no interruption which is surprisingly hard to get sometimes.
My biggest problem with my legilimency is that, at times, I can't stop hearing
someone's thoughts. If they're thinking something that's important or that
they are passionate about, it'll feel like a brick to my head and I'd hear the
words practically screamed in my ear. It can cause blackouts too. Not the
most pleasant thing.
“Ok, so who are you loyal to? Dumbledore's
Army, The Dragon's Fire, The Order of the Pheonix,
The Death Eaters, or none of them?”
Dumbledore's Army and The Order Of The Phoenix. When I wasn't caught up
in this time travel mess, the Potters and the Resistance had given my family
and I a safe place to stay to escape from Bellatrix and the Death Eaters. For
that, I owe them my life... Literally.
I also see this as a way to pay back for
my dad and grandfather trying to kill Harry Potter numerous times. Hopefully,
I can help in the upcoming Battle. If not, I'll pester James. Whether anyone
likes it or not, I'm going to help and prove that the Malfoys have changed.
“Interesting! Now finally, the last question.
What time are you from, Harry's or James'?”
Obviously, I am from James Potter's time. Were you even here when you were
interviewing me about this?
Currently, I'm posing as Arabelle Selene Malfoy, a very
distant cousin of Harry Potter time Draco. Something like the ninth twice removed
cousin? No, that's not it. It's a good thing I can fake confusion and just laugh and say,
"In short, I'm just a distant cousin of Draco! Hurrah!" to those suspicious without
confusing myself.
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