Mrs. Malfoy (Accepted)

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Narcissa Malfoy

Name: Narcissa Elaine Malfoy (born Black)
Age: 41, although she appears younger
Birthday: December 11th
Bloodline: Pure blood

Occupation: Wife to Lucius Malfoy, with whom she has one son - Draco Malfoy. May we just say that this is a full time job. After all it is not easy to always be and look perfect. In her spare time Narcissa does, however, busy herself in being a somewhat loyal servant to the dark lord.

Physical Description: Narcissa is a rather tall witch, even over-towering her older sisters. Her slim frame is never seen out of shape or covered in anything less than the most expensive linens and materials. Vividly blue eyes are set deep into a pale face, and rarely a smile graces her burgundy red lips.

Her long blonde mane is most often tied back into a ponytail or braided, simply out of habit and comfort. Although she has been known to let it freely sway across her back when talking to the opposite sex and expecting something to come from the conversation. Most often this does happen with the knowledge of her husband Lucius, who, too, still drowns in the beauty of his slowly aging wife.

Personality: Narcissa is not as shallow and dumb as she leads others to believe. Her imperious behavior most often is caused by pure laziness of exploring her opponent and not by a lack of emotions or feelings. If you have nothing interesting to say do not bother approaching her, for she will not listen to a word you speak.

Thanks to her husband, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa has learned to look down on anyone that does not hold a pure-blood-status, although she is rather fond of Severus Snape.

Mrs. Malfoy is a quiet and reserved woman, often enjoying some private time in the gardens of Malfoy Manor or reading a book, while sipping a glass of Chardonnay. But just as much she can turn into a wild lightning storm if someone only presses the right button. Or perhaps the wrong.

She is not afraid of speaking her mind, although in the last few years she has mostly spoken what Lucius has told her to say. Which, of course, does make her quite the good little actress.

Narcissa has a deep soft spot for her only child, Draco Malfoy. And although the two are not as close as a mother and son could be, they are most certainly not as distant to one another than Lucius and Draco.

People may call her vain and they would be right; but if you really get to her know you will some day be allowed to see behind the mask she wears, and get to know Narcissa Black - not Mrs. Malfoy.

Likes: Rain, Silk, Roses, the smell of Lavender, Attention
Dislikes: Being talked down to, Chocolate, Being rushed, Harry Potter and his filthy little friends

History: Narcissa was born as the last of 3 sisters, to Cygnus and Druella Black. In her early years she often stood in the shadows of Bellatrix and Andromeda, but soon came out of hiding when she entered Hogwarts.

There she was, like most of the Blacks, sorted into Slytherin and soon excelled in several subjects, while flunking others. Never fond of Muggle Studies Narcissa did find joy in Transfigurations and Arithmancy. A fact for which she often paid dearly when Bellatrix made fun of her.

But that all eventually stopped when Andromeda married a muggle-born and disgraced the whole family with such an absurd act. Bellatrix and Narcissa grew closer and both eventually pleased their parents by marrying into another pure-blood family.

Narcissa became the wife to Lucius Malfoy, whom she had met at Hogwarts years before. At first the witch had not found too much interest in the one year older male, but as her interest grew so did their love. And how dare some people speak of an arranged marriage! There was no such thing. Not for Narcissa and Lucius anyways.

Together with her husband she moved into Malfoy Manor, where years later their son would be born.

Since Lucius was a vivid supporter of the Death Eaters and the dark lord, Narcissa naturally was pulled into the circle as well. But while Lucius took an active role in Voldemort's war, Narcissa stood in the background and aided Lucius' wounds when he came home.

After Lucius' imprisonment into Azkaban Narcissa's health took a turn for the worse, and she became frail and susceptible to every small cold. Her heart was longing for her husband, but at the same time she despised the man for putting their son in an awful position.

Therefor, she had no choice but to approach Severus Snape and pursue him to be part of an unbreakable vow. She asked the man to carry out the task that was asked of her son, if he did not succeed. Kill Albus Dumbledore. She did it for the one person she loved and loves the most - her only child, Draco. Narcissa had not been sure Draco could be as strong as the others expected him to be and while she should have been disappointed in him she was pleased that he had not, yet, turned completely into his heartless father.

Until now Narcissa has been in hiding, trying to regain her former beauty and set herself apart from her sister Bellatrix. The memories of the past are still haunting her, so is the separation to Draco.


Family:
Parents: Druella Black (born Rosier) and Cygnus Black
Siblings: Bellatrix Lestrange (46) and Andromeda Tonks (44) (Traitor)
Husband: Lucius Malfoy
Children: Draco Malfoy

Pets: A white cat named Jewels, and several 'creatures' that keep Malfoy Manor safe

All of this was more than she could take.

All of this was more than she could ever had imagined.
All of this was way more than she had ever asked for.
And no one had ever asked for her side of the story.
No one had ever asked if she was afraid of the unknown - if she still feared the past.
She smiled. Like she always smiled. Like she had been taught to. By Lucius.

Lucius.

But Lucius was long gone. And with him the Malfoy name. Rotting away in a dark cell in Azkaban. Rightfully so.
No
No, she was not allowed to think such thoughts.
But when for the first time in years you were allowed to freely think, how did you control the mass of information inside your mind.
Very much like a wild horse. You had to let it run free, until it settled down. Comfortable enough for you to be around it.
Or you could abuse it. Force it to do whatever. Have it fear you.
It doesn't work. It didn't work for her.
She had tried. Narcissa had tried.
But while she attempted to drown her worries and sorrows in amber liquids, the pain always returned to her in the early morning hours.
She needed more drinks. Many more.
Until soon she had become a former shadow of herself.
Thoughts of Draco occupied her mind during the day. How she had tried to keep him safe. How she had abandoned him in the meantime. Unwillingly and yet out of free will.
It was better for him. Better for her. Better for them.
But she missed him. And the tears she had cried for him, for her only son, had gone unseen by anyone. But they had fallen. Like a waterfall they had taken hostage over her pale cheeks.
Regret. So much regret.

And Love.

Love. What was it anyways? Did she still feel it for her husband? For Lucius.
At night she thought of him. Alone in bed, darkness creeping into every inch of the house, she longed for him. For his arms.
But he was out of reach. Just as much as Draco now was.
Oh, the pain! The misery.
Falling to her knees, a salty liquid starts to freely flow from her face.
The snowy grounds below her are freezing. Her tears burn holes in the perfect white blanket, as a soft hand places itself on her shoulder.

Bellatrix.

"Come inside, Narcissa. Come now. It is cold. You don't want to get ill."
No word about the tears, evident on her cheeks. No questions about the pained expressions on her face.
Bellatrix never cared. Although she cared for Narcissa.
"Tea? A drink?" The black witch inquires. Narcissa nods as she curls up on the couch by the fire.
"Drink. No tea."
Just one last drink. And tomorrow she would start standing up for herself. But not tonight.
No one could understand the demons she faced.

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[Sev]

Interesting application layout, although I don't know if the roleplay sample needs to be double spaced. Anyway, good job. Accepted!

[Narcissa Malfoy]

Thanks.

And I changed the layout of the rp sample.