LUCIUS

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name: Lucius Abraxas Malfoy.
nicknames: Some people say Luci to piss him off, but he prefers Lucius, Malfoy, or Sir if spoken to by those younger than him.
house: Slytherin
year: Seventh Year.
blood: 100% Pure – and that’s the only way to be, in his opinion.
wand: 18”, Elm, Dragon Heartstring.
cannon/madeup: Cannon.
sexuality: Heterosexual.

likes: 10+
dislikes: 10+
strengths: Loyalty, Wealth,
weaknesses: Cruel, Selfish, Judgmental, too proud for his own good,
habits/hobbies/quirks:
dementor:
patronus: A silver, radiant peacock. | His first day at Hogwarts, when he was sorted into Slytherin House, continuing his family line of grandeur.
boggart; His father, for some reason or another, disowning him and ruining his reputation of the Malfoy bloodline.
amorentia: Cinnamon, Pumpkin, and Mint.
veritaserum: 1) He’s not always as much as a tough guy as he pretends to be, and can often be quite weak and squeamish, especially when tried with things that his wealth and bloodline can’t get him out of.
best and worst classes: BEST: History of Magic || WORST: Muggle studies. Alright, so he’d never, ever actually sign up to take that class considering it’s optional, but he hates it nonetheless, and sees no reason for it at Hogwarts.
personality: Lucius is first and foremost a Malfoy, and a Slytherin. Incredibly wealthy, spoiled, antagonistic, sly, and selfish. In all honesty, Lucius doesn’t give a rats-arse about anyone else. He does what he wants, and when he wants to do it. He’s quick to judge, holds grudges, and will probably never change his certain prejudices against people. Muggles, he believes, are scum, and have no right to know, or even co-exist with the wizarding worlds. Mudbloods are worse, because somehow they’ve managed to get themselves into a place they should never be invited, and though he’s a little less bitter towards half-bloods, that resentment is still there.
Lucius is a bit of an ass – or, really, a lot of an ass, and will do pretty much anything to get his way. He’s like a giant child, in that regard, though he thinks of himself as highly esteemed and much smarter than anyone else, considering his long-standing noble bloodline. He hates to be bothered, unless it is those he sees as his peers, and hates to be regarded as anything less than he is. He’s definitely not at all the sentimental type, though there are a few things that mean something to him – his wand, especially. He doesn’t care about using people, or women, or getting anyone in trouble. He won’t do anything that he thinks is below him, but aspires to do anything that leads to more nobility and wealth. He admires the Dark Arts, as he learned from his father, and would never not do something simply because of some ‘moral’ obligation.