Post by pennymelodylewis on May 17, 2012 8:13:10 GMT
penelope melody lewis
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full name: Penelope Melody Lewis
age: 16
year: sixth
birthday: April 8 1860
blood line: Muggleborn
occupation: None
house: Hufflepuff
alias: Sarah
gender: Female
rp sample: He'd been minding his own business, resting against one of the magical street lamps. His green eyes were closed as Balthazar relaxed, allowing his mind to wander as he did so. His thoughts revolved around Rita Skeeter, he and her parents' had arranged their marriage since they were small and now that they knew exactly what it meant, Balthazar couldn't have been happier.
Then, the Mudblood came along. He opened his eyes just in time to see a shock of red hair before thud the clumsy disgusting thing ran into him! Without much thought, his hand shot into her bag, snatching out her coin purse and sliding it into his own pocket faster than Thing could even react. "Well duh." Balthazar said with a sneer "Of course ye weren't." were all Mudbloods this stupid? He figured they were. Brushing his clothes off, which were now tainted with mudblood germs, the Slytherin rolled his eyes, "Well now, don't ye win the prize fer stating the obvious?" he said, sarcasm dripping from his every word. His Irish accent made him stand out a bit, but he didn't really care.
"......Name's Balthazar Xander." He said, keeping his arms at his sides. There was no way he was touching the mudblood's hand. He'd rather handle dung that had come from a violently ill dragon without gloves on than touch a mudblood. "And I know who ye are. Lily Evans." but he wouldn't be calling her that at all, "Look Thing." He said, "Run along now. Your smell offends me." He could tell he was annoying the mudblood, but he didn't care. Its kind didn't deserve to be treated with respect in the slightest. He knew the thing wouldn't notice its money missing until it was too late, and even then, it couldn't prove he'd taken the coins in the first place. His hands were in his pockets, the one with the money in it, was busily untying the drawstring at the top and emptying the contents into his pocket. Then, while Lily was busy glaring at him Balthazar tossed the empty sack down on the ground to her left, as if it could have fallen from her bag when she'd so stupidly run into him.
He stepped away from the street light, sneering at Lily, as if she were some sort of bug that needed to be stepped on. "Actually, ye can stay here if ye like, I doona care Thing." He told her, and walked backward away from her, knowing that it would be foolish to insult her, and then turn his back on the mudblood. "It's amazing isn't it?" He asked after a moment, "The fact that despite having tainted blood and smelling like a horse's ass, the Headmaster still allows filth like ye to walk around free as a bird." he laughed cruelly at the expression on her face. These people were far too much fun to mess with.
They were all the same, so proud of their magic and so easy to anger when insulted about their disgusting bloodline. Balthazar wished they were alone, so he could really start to bother Lily. He wished he knew her a little bit more, but then again, maybe he didn't have to. ".......You know that Potter guy. The one mooning after ye?" He asked, "I overheard him one day talking about ye, and-" He cut himself off, shaking his head. "Nah, I shouldna tell ye." And he sighed, "Also....I'm sorry about before." He walked closer, "I've jes been having a horrible week.....see .....me cat Cream died... someone slipped her poison." he even had tears in his eyes as he spoke. Quickly, he looked away to wipe them from his face.
"S-....sorry. It's jes.....she meant so much to me.....and now she's...." he shuddered and then sighed deeply and looked to Lily again, "I'm sorry......Lily." he stared at her sadly, but his inner thoughts were about how she might actually fall for it.
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