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Slytherin Fifth Year
Name: Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy
Titles: Master Malfoy
Date of Birth: 24th February, 2006
Blood Status: Pureblood
Hometown: Wiltshire, England
Current Home: Wiltshire, England
Sexual Orientation: Undecided
Wand: 12 3/4", Phoenix Feather, White Pine
Hair Color: Light blonde
Hair Style: Straight, slicked back a little
Eye Color: Blue
Body Type: Skinny
Height: 5'3" (5'6" by end of fourth-year, 5'10" by end of fifth)
Other Distinguishing Features: Glasses
Clothing Style: Pretty clueless in that department
Let me start by telling you a story. One day, a boy of nine went into the attic of his family home. That boy knew what he was doing wrong, and knew that there were certain things that couldn't be touched, but he touched them anyway. One of them was a book of dark magic, and on the first page it read: these pages burn the eyes of a guilty reader. The boy closed the book, and put it down.
But then his eyes began to itch: perhaps he was sensitive to the disturbance of dust in the attic. Then they began to sting, and water, until he had to close them. When he re-opened them, slowly, they were no longer inflamed. But the attic was ablaze with a fire tongue writing: all over the walls, and the floor, and the boxes and the bags of abandoned trinkets. GUILTY it spelt. GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY GUILTY.
He went to St Mungo's, but he was all right. What was left behind was a slight, incurable deterioration of his vision. For that, he was given glasses.
Yes, of course, that boy was me.
I never liked to think that my family was associated with the dark arts. So much so, that I had to see it for myself. I know, I was stupid. I will continue to be stupid, I think, because there are so many things I feel GUILTY about.
I was always a lot more sensitive than my sisters about what others said about our family. I remember a man in the street saying you should be ashamed, and I was. So much so, that I stayed far out of everyone else's way. I resigned to the idea that I should be that way, I only saw the negatives and ignored all the positives, I kept myself to myself.
That didn't improve my situation, I tell you.
He probably doesn't realise this, and I'm far too embarrassed to tell him, but Albus helped me a lot at Hogwarts. He was my first and only friend for a few years, and I'm very lucky to have him. Perhaps, one day, I'll be able to express exactly how much he means to me. But right now, it's even embarrassing to write this! I fear that he will find this confession weird, or unnecessary. So long as we can keep being friends.
I promise you, I'm not usually this sentimental. Please believe me.
Nickname : andy
Mini Ava :
Quote : back and better than ever
Age : 17
Alias : xaria
Relationship Status : crushing on kayleigh
partner image :
sexual orientation : homosexual
blood purity : half-blood
occupation : 6th year
galleons : Text
Posts : 68
Points : 78
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