LESTRANGE, Thaddeus Eugene ||FINISHED

name:
thaddeus eugene lestrange
age/year:
seventeen/seventh
date of birth:
august 21st
house/occupation:
slytherin
bloodstatus:
pureblood
wands:
ebony wood - serpent scale - 11 3/4 inches - sturdy
broom:
Oakshaft 79' - antique but trusty(;

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height:
6'1"
weight:
157
general description:
Thaddeus isn't anything special with the ordinary dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes - alright, so maybe he does have some beautiful bright eyes, but still. He doesn't do anything too special with his hair. Keeps it cut perfectly, not one strand out of line. (Thats when the OCD tends to kick into gear) When it comes to clothing, he wears the usual jeans and a t-shirt. Most times, when seriously needed, you can see him in an elegant suite and tie. (Which is almost all the time). He fails at distinguisning features, although, he does have a visible scar across his abdomen leading to his chest. That will be described in history.
face claim:
Julian Schratter

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likes:

-torturing

-smoking

-women of all races

-night

-summers

-dark magic

-his father

-lying

-purists

-Voldemort (an idle)

-classical music

-classy everything
dislikes:
-being played

-sleazy women (although he loves taking advantage of that)

-being alone

-being lied too

-muggles

-being challenged

-older women

-back stabbing 'friends'

-half-breeds

-The order

-The Weasley's
strengths: 
-Dark Magic

-Manipulation; Believe it or not, he works very well with that sort of thing. It seems to get him where he wants in life.

-Sexual Promiscuity ; he does it well. Very well, and it is slightly frightening.
weaknesses: 
-Jasmyn Morgan; he will never admit is feelings for her ever. He feels it's a waste of time even though he does have these feelings he is constantly battling every day.

-Unreliable; constantly breaking his promises ever since his mother had passed.

-His sister; she means the world to him, and if anything were to happen he would loose everything and go out on a whim. Possibly killing himself in the process.
dementor: 
-Watching his mother die slowly on the kitchen floor after returning home from a friends house.
boggart:
Death; The death of the ones he holds dear. (his sister etc...)
mirror of erised:
-Immortality; which, that will never happen. But a man can wish.

-Wealth; even though he already gets what he wishes, Thaddeus is always one to make his own wages and support himself.

-An honarable Wife; Don't get too excited. He wishes for someone to kneel down to him at every waking minute. Follow his orders and bear his children. Nothing more than that. Or so he thinks
amortentia:
-Wood burning; it brings back the time his mother had camped with the two children in their own yard.

-Sensual Flowers; The garden his mother had put together outside of the Lestrange home. It was filled with tons of wonderful smelling flowers she had arranged herself.

-Salty Smell from the Ocean; This dates back to when he was small. About Six? Witnessing his mother being brutally beaten by his uncle Rodolphus, as his father did nothing but watch. And allow the children to see.

-Fresh Baked Bread; The night of his mother murder. As soon as he had walked into that kitchen, all he could smell was fresh baked goods. After that, it still rips him apart.
veritaserum 
-Badly beaten by his father up until his thirteenth birthday. Forcing and pushing him to turn in his fathers footsteps; which he has without second guessing it all.

-Witnessed the death of his mother; but tends to keep that hidden.

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mother:
Felicity Celia Lestrange (nee Pucey), deceased, stay at home mother of two
father:
Rabastian Eugene Lestrange, DE, fourty- something
siblings:
___ ___, Lestrange, sister, sixteen - slytherin
___ ___, Lestrange, twin brother, seventeen-slytherin
pets:
Owl- Ulysses
history:

On a very dark and cold night, Felicity Lestrange had begun to feel slightly heavy in her abdomen causing a bunch of uncomfortable pain. Calling for one of the house maids she had wished for her husband to take her up to St Mungo's. The time was nearing for their first born child; Reaching Mr. Lestrange, he had taken them to the hospital where, not even three hours later she had bore a healthy baby boy. Their first child. He was the light of their eyes. Well, the light of Felicity's - Rabastian had seen his son in a whole different light. A legacy to him. Someone to carry down the name and bring forth as many legacy's to come. But, not Felicity. She had seen her son as a treasure, something she had hoped for. - Rabastian stayed close to his family within the next year to come making a slight accident. A second child was placed in his wifes womb creating a daughter. - Again, Felicity was more than excited; Rabastan, not so much. Although, he had forced himself to love her the same as his son. Which had eventually grew on him.



On his fifth birthday, Rabastan began pushing young Thaddeus to grow stronger. Taunting him with every moment he had. Teasing shoving -and at times- hitting him. Rabastan believed his son was never to young to learn the ways of growing as he did. It was then turned onto his little sister. Only four and being neglected by her won father to strengthen her mentally. - As his sixth birthday rolled around, not even a week or two after, Thaddeus had second hand witnessed the beating his mother had endured by his uncle sending her to the floor. Her screams were loud and unbearable. Something he couldn't handle. Something he couldn't stand anymore. So, being as he was her only son and a true lover of his mother, Thaddeus attempted to jump in and screamed at his mothers brother. But he didn't get too far. His father had him wrapped and tossed into the small cottage locking the doors and leaving him in the dark to scream and cry for him mother who was helpless. -- Months later, young Thad had discovered his true meaning to life. The powers he had held at only seven years old. Strangling and killing a small nest of birds. It was the only way he could take his anger out on things.



At the age of nine, he had begun to see more anger and mental abuse being held towards his sister. It had only taken one day of a back handed slap to get Thaddeus jumping. Stepping in for his sister every time she had went through and awful beating like that. It was horrible. Watching her scream for him to stop - After that, all of the abuse was on him. -- Around the corner, school had begun sending Thaddeus to his first years. Pushing him to start school even though he didn't want to leave his mother behind knowing what she had been going through. But, he did so. And a year after that, his sister had accompanied him there. Sticking by her side fully. -- Thirteen was his darkest age. The night before Christmas, Thaddeus had stayed at his friends for the day doing it was what they had done best. Dark time rolled around and he knew he had to be home before nine, so showing up an hour early was best so that he could surprise his mother; but as soon as he had gotten to the house he heard loud yelling and bickering. Quickly, he shot to the kitchen window to see his mother and father arguing as usual. A few small blows to the face and Felicity was down gurgling and gasping for breath. It was then that he had watched his father withdraw his wand and finish her off. A large piece of him dying as he watched it all happen. His hands twitching and heart stopping. His mother, who he had loved so dearly, was dead. -- Lying to his sister, he had told her he had walked in after the incident leaving behind no trace of who had done it. But, sadly, Thaddeus was threatened by his father.



After that moment, Thaddeus had built a small mental disorder. Or, so he had thought was small; His anger was building rapidly and more and more out of control. He had turned deadly what had seemed over night. Causing him to loose his sanity. He couldn't quite go after his father for the fear of him. Creating this monster he had become. - At the age of fifteen, Thaddeus started to really act out with a small Gryffindor girl. Not allowing her to leave his sights as he had attempted to beat her within an inch of her life. Ripping and tearing at her skin. All he wanted to do was see her hurt. See her die in pain from which his mother had. He couldn't stand seeing her live a life his mother couldn't - Happy.- Of course, with that came consequences and homeschooling. It was then that his father had brought the boy home and ripped on him even more. Showing him the pain, and then numbing it with drugs and alcohol. -- Now, returning to his seventh year, Thaddeus is more secretive about his mental issues. Hiding them from everyone, but never living down the issue that had taken place.

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alias:
becca
age: twenty-three
experience:
5-6
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