Narcissa Malfoy

Out of Character: (OOC)
What can we call you:Mellers
Roleplay Experience: not much
Is this your first character here?: nurp
How did you find out about Nargles?: rachel told me

In Character: (IC)
Full Name: Narcissa Melpomene Malfoy nee’ Black
Age: 35
Blood Status:pure
Profession: mother?
Experience: she doesn’t do anything as a job except rely on her parents income.
Heratige: ¾ english,2/8 greek and 1/8 french
Location: Wiltshire, in southwest England

Appearance:
Narcissa is somewhat elegant in appearance, with sheets of silvery bleached blonde hair, which reaches her waist and ice blue eyes. She is pretty for her age, but it’s mainly her ego pushing through, for she tends to lay comments on others and spends more money on appearance than she does for food. But it pays off, for she has smooth skin, pale and ghostly which fits over high cheek-bones, an upturned nose and aquiline features Her mouth is puckered into a thin line and she appears as if she looks like she has some sort of dung under her nose.

Narcissa’s voice is clear, cold and laced with venom. Unlike her appearance if she was pleasant, it is noble, posh and icy towards others except her son. She is tall and slim, carrying herself in a regal and aristocratic way. Dressed lavishly, Narcissa doesn’t wear muggle, pheasant or poor clothes, only luxuriating in silks, Egyptian cotton and anything rather expensive.

Although she is always caked with some sort of make-up or cream, Narcissa unlike her sisters, does own her own certain appearance. Unlike the Black family, she is blonde, fair and light. Nevertheless, her facial structure, although softer than her family, represents it well with its high-status cheek-bones and posh look. Narcissa’s beauty is faltered due to her expression.

Personality:

Like any pure-blood, she is snobby, powerful, rich and posh. With a cold attutude and a proud taunting trait, she isn’t the nicest woman around. Quite the opposite actually. Even so, she is the more softer Black sister, and had always followed the rules right, causing her to be in a well-off family and not blasted off her family tree.

Narcissa is loyal to her husband, son, sister and seemingly Voldemort before the disaster of his Lord in 1980. Fiercly protective of her son, she will do anything to support him, and even molly-coddles him in a way, always showing afffection for her only child by showering him with sweets and other name-less acts.

Even if she follows traditions, Narcissa has a sudden streak to her which causes her to be blindlessly bold, tactful and naïve. As a child, she was always brought up lace and roses and traditions, always the innocent pleasant child. She was in a way, except, Narcissa was never really innocent.

Like her name, Narcissa will never back down. If something goes wrong, she just grows again against the debris and rubble. She is unmovable towards anything which means a lot to her and even fi her family can be cold, she considers them the most important things in the world. Narcissa doesn’t look it, but she is the family type who loves being a mother, even if it means aging quicker.

Sarcastic and with a sense of mocking others, Narcissa isn’t really a bad person, she’s just brought up that way. Secretly, she enjoys cooking and doing ‘motherly things’ which the maids and house-elves do, but all Narcissa had ever wanted was a life.

History:

Born to Druella Black nee’ Rosier and Cygnus Black, she was one of the three daughters of the two parents. Born the last, and born the fairest, Narcissa was built up in a factory of pure-blooded traditions where she learnt to drink out of crystal goblets and eat with goblin-made golden cutlery. Always dressed in silk and lace and chiffon and sleeping in soft silky sheets, she was always the doll her mother used to bring along to tea-parties and would always act superior.

Narcissa was the only flower in a family of stars. Whilst her sisters, Bellatrix and Andromeda supported star names, Narcissa was based on a flower, a daffodil. She was named for her vain yet beautiful appearance, following on the story of Narcissus and Echo. From a young age, she was always taunted by her sisters that she’d die quickly because she was a flower and momentarily believed such nonsense which of course, made her cry

It was only later when she was seven, when her favourite cousin Sirius told her that stars died too, but flowers were reborn amongst the ashes and it was the flowers, that kept the world beautiful. When she was young, Cissy was close to all her cousins and siblings amongst the Black family. She was the youngest and the princess. Although she was nagging and annoying, and was always picked on, Narcissa had this certain aura which caused everyone to support her. Maybe it was her cute looks or her age or maybe it was because she was the one who was never bullying.

Sirius was her favourite, other than Andi and Reg. He was funny and loud and joking and smart and she worshiped him like a God. They’d play together amongst the rose bushes and in the gardens when they were kids Sometimes with Bella, sometimes with Andi and sometimes with Reg. It wasn’t until when he went to Hogwarts that she ended up hating him. And it wasn’t his house that she hated, but the fact that she could never see him again.

Throughout Hogwarts, Narcissa was sorted in Slytherin, the last Black member. She was a smart student, if not bossy and snobbish. She didn’t support many friends, only the fellow pure-blooded girls in her dormitory. No one liked her for her personality and only tolerated her because Bella would hex them to the next century and also the seemingly sweet appearance that can still be seen if you glimpse real hard.

Her first heart-break wasn’t a boy It was Andromeda. Andi was her favourite sister, on similar reasons why Sirius was her favourite cousin. Narcissa knew about Ted, because she had seen them in broom-cupboards. At first she had kept quiet, but one day she had accidently told Bella, after being savagely annoyed with Andromeda. Bella went made, tearing the common room down, sending howlers to their parents who eventually told Andi to get out or stay but never see him again.

Andi obviously chose to be blighted off the tree. This was when Narcissa’s skin shed. She had begged Andi to bring her along, let her escape with her so she didn’t have to live in this hell-hole with everyone. It was along the time Sirius had gone, but Narcissa had stopped caring about him a long time ago. When Andi left, Narcissa told herself never to trust anyone again.

She ended up hating her sister, and could only tolerate Bella and Reg, although the two showed a fascination in the dark arts and Narcissa found herself edging away from them in mortal fear of her life and their ways. Bella went first to Voldemort, then Reg who died but Narcissa didn’t care for she could remember her promise that she would never trust anyone again. Although she doesn’t cry, Narcissa still thinks of the lost stars. There’s Regulus. Dead. Sirius. Disowned. And Andromeda. Disowned. She loves them still, although she doesn’t appear to do so.

Lucius was an arranged marriage. Like her sisters except for Andromeda. She had met him during her school year. He was the school prefect and in the ‘slug-club’ in which Narcissa pretty much loathed due to her lack in potions. At first she though Lucius as pompous and not Mr-right but after marrying him, she eventually grew fonder. Now she is a mother of one, which is Lucius’s ‘heir’. She longs for another child but she’s afraid that if it’s a boy some sort of riot will tear the family apart due to traditions.

Narcissa passes the time cooking and baking whilst her son is at school and Lucius is at work. She feels isolated at home and longs for her husband to spend more time with her. But she can’t show that. She is a Malfoy after all.


Gana write about Luci, Draco and Voldy-poo later.
Hobbies: acting superiour, Lucius, her son, supporting her son and baking (secretly).
Likes:
Cakes
Coffee
Being pure
Flowers
Nothing else really
Dislikes:
Muggles
Filth
Mudbloods
Blood-traitors
Half-breeds
Pets: she has her own silver coloured owl: Hebe
Siblings: Bellatrix Lestrange nee’ Black and Andromeda Tonks nee’ Black

Example Post: (No less than 50 words, 3rd person ONLY!)

-this is short, sorry-

Narcissa was perched on the bathtub lining, painting her fingers 'flaming scarlett'. It was a warm summers night and her little boy was asleep, Lucius god knows where. The mother was dreading leaving her child to that old school. She really did. Narcissa didn't seem it, but she loved her son more than she could love herself, her husband, life itself. Everything was Draco and seeing him grow up, well... Narcissa sighed and she had to bite her lips from spewing threatening tears but she remained as emotionless as a china-doll. Didn't she always?

Canon Knowledge:
How much do you know about this character?
I know a fair amount.

Why do you want to play him/her?
Her story is beautiful. She’s the only flower amongst the stars, and she’s the only living one left.

What do you think would make you a good player for him/her?
I like to play canons, so I can sort of suit anyone XD

Have you played a canon before? If so, where?
Yes, it’s Astoria.
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