D'EATH, Archie Hanover

Archie Hanover D'eath

I've slept so long without you
It's tearing me apart, too
How to get this far
Playing games with this old heart
I've killed a million petty souls
But I couldn't kill you

Born to be,

My FULL name? Well alright then, my full name is Archibald William Augustus George Friedrich Hanover D'eath... Bit of mouth full wouldn't you say?

Call me,

Archie is fine.

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I blow out my candles on,

While I appear to be 17 years old, my actual date of birth is the 27 February, 1890.

I'm pushing,

I'm frozen at age 17 forever... but am actually 131 years old.

You can tell by my attitude I'm a,

Pisces

I' was born a,

Wizard

I tend to crush on,

I'm attracted to females if that is what you mean?

Due to my rents I'm a,

I started out life as what you would call a 'muggle-born', but have also been a Vampire since 1907.

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Sorting hat says I was born a,

Ravenclaw

I'm in my,

7th

Work is overrated,

Not this time around...

Oh look it's shiny,

Wand: 12", Elm, Unicorn Hair

They say I look like, Zac Efron But I don't really see it

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You don't know your beautiful:

Well firstly let me just say that for 131 - I look pretty good! Honestly though, in the days of my human life looks were not given the importance that they are now. It's been a fascinating progression to watch society gradually put less importance of the strength of ones character, and more on outward appearance. Nevertheless, I am handsome by most standards.

I have brown hair with natural gold highlights. When i was human over a century ago I remember the way the sun would reflect off them, making my hair look lighter - but that does not happen very often anymore. Over the decades i have experimented with many different styles as I attempted to fit in with the current trends, and currently style it rather spiky and messy. I have bright blue eyes framed by long lashes that most females would be envious of.

I'm not particularly tall for a male I suppose, only about 5'8" and weigh approximately 150lbs - most of which is muscle. My body is very muscular, which is one of the joys of being what I am as I am required to do zero work to maintain my impressive physique.

My preferred style of dress is quite formal compared to most of the students. I do not own a single pair of jeans and I find them quite offensive, the way they fit so loosely and ride low, it just looks common. I wear only the finest tailored dress pants, paired with fitted collared shirts, and often if the occasion can support it will also wear a tie and jacket. A full suit was my every day attire in my human life and this is just something that followed me to my new life.

What make me unique;

Having lived for as long as I have and lived this life my personality has undergone numerous alterations over time as different events have occurred. As a child I was curious, mischevious and over all very happy. My early teen years I was more serious, angry, focused, and in the 2 years prior to my death and rebirth I found true love that became my sole reason for breathing.

Today I suppose I still hold a part of all of those traits in me, though some more than others. I am a curious person by nature and have a real hunger for knowledge. I'm oft found just pouring over books researching one topic or another. I find real pleasure in learning something new.

I'm quite a serious person by nature, standoff-ish and formal. Some may consider me cold and rather aloof, but that isn't truly who I am, i'm just from a different time and struggle with the informal way people interact in this time. They form relationships so quickly now, especially between men and woman. I'm not a prude, though I do struggle with the innate sexuality of being a vampire. I believe in ideals that are considered 'old-fashioned' now, like holding a woman's virtue in the highest regard and treating her with kindness and respect. I guess i'm what you would call a true gentleman, and there are times where that wars with my vampire instincts.

In saying that however, i have to admit to being an extremely sensual person. I find joy in many things, beauty of all kinds, whether it be a woman, art, sunsets, the stars at night, music, food, and wine. Anything that stimulates my senses awakes something inside me and as much as I love that feeling, I do struggle with it because many times my instincts and my upbringing pull me in opposite directions.

I am quite 'dark' in a lot of ways, for lack of a more appropriate terminology. I have a burning desire for revenge deep in my soul that has festered there for 114 years. It's a part of who I am and I don't know now how I would ever be without it. It is the driving force behind many things that I do, what books I choose to read, the relationships I cultivate... One day I will have my vengance though I do not know what comes after that.

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Likes;

-Beauty in all forms
- Books
- Learning something new
- Being part of a family
- Keeping track of his human family tree
- Music
- Memories
- Working toward his retribution
- Good wine

Dislikes;

- That there isn't a way for him to be able to enjoy the sunlight for long periods of time yet.
- Not being able to find his creator and kill him.
- Blood purists
- Losing people
- Ignorance
- Crudeness and Impropriety
- Struggling with his basic instincts

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Taking a peek into the past,


Nationalities,

English/Austrian/Danish

Birth place,

Vienna, Austria

Current residence,

London, England

Mother,

Birth Mother: Princess Thyra of Denmark
Coven Mother: Arabella Farley

Father,

Birth Father: Ernst August, Crown Prince of Hanover
Coven Father: Lorcan D'eath

Siblings,

In my human life I was the youngest of 7 children, and i had 3 sisters (Marie Louise, Alexandra & Olga), and 3 brothers (George, Christian & Ernest). They have all passed on now, but their descendants live on.

In this life I have 2 sisters (Coraline & ?), and 2 brothers (Damon & ?).

Pet,

Black Owl named Penzing

Patronus,

Lion

Living the teenage dream,

I was born in the year 1890, the 7th child of Ernst August, Crown Prince of Hanover and Princess Thyra of Denmark. My older siblings and I were all born in Austria where my parents were living after the Hanovian crown had been annexed and they were exiled. My brothers, sisters and I were raised as royal children, despite us no longer having a throne to ascend to. We were taught how to behave in all social situations and were educated by the finest tutors. Our days would be spent in classrooms, or exploring the hills of Vienna both on foot and on horseback.

The first time I noticed something different about myself I was only a child of about nine. My sister Olga and I had bickered and she stole my favorite toy train and threw it into the fire. I was upset and the lights began to flicker and the bulbs blew. Our governess told my parents there must have been a power surge, but I knew that it was me. The year was 1899 and in that time, magic was unheard of. I pushed myself to try and make things happen whenever I was alone and oft succeeded, but I kept my talent a secret from everyone knowing full well that no one would understand it. It had been over a century since the witch-hunts had ended, but it was still a time in which people were punished for being different and I did not want to be ostracized from my family.

It was all for naught however, as these things usually are. I had no way to learn about my talent so had tried to train myself to control it in order to keep it hidden - but it only took a single emotional event in my life to bring the house of cards tumbling down. I was 11 when it happened, my older brother Christian became ill and by the time doctors were called and reached him it was too late. He was 16 years old when he died. I was devastated and lost control of my gift in front of my father and oldest brother. They were frightened of me and could not comprehend what I could do, so reacted the only way they possibly could - I was sent away, my name struck from the record books as if I never existed. At the time losing my family like that was the greatest pain I had ever known, I was so angry with them for their inability to understand. It was years before I'd gained the maturity and comprehension of what it must have been like for them and was able to forgive them.

I was sent to monastery in upper Austria, my parents thinking my talent had come from the devil himself and hoping religion would save me. It didn't change anything of course but there was a scholar at the Monastery, Father Marius, who had once encountered another who could preform magic like I. It was from him that I first heard the term 'wizard'. It was with his guidance that I began to learn magic, though it was very difficult as in those days I had no wand nor means of getting one. I was a very studious child even then and was focused on learning to hone my craft and was able to perfect a small amount of wandless magic, not an easy feat as any witch or wizard will tell you. I think deep down I'd hoped that if I could master it, my family would allow me to come home, but I was never able to find out, though i'll come back to that.

I had been at the Monastery for 4 years when I first meet Ingrid. I had gone to the local village which was a few hours ride from the Monastery to get supplies when I first saw her. She was a beauty that sonnets and symphonies could have been written about, hair the color of the darkest cocoa, eyes as deep as the sky on a starry night and a smile that brought me to my knees. She was 14 years old and the daughter of the local baker. I was in love. We were both very young, but we became inseparable. She knew all my secrets, from who my family was, to my special ability, and she loved me anyway.


Ingrid and I courted for 2 years and on her 16th birthday I asked her to marry me and she agreed. I was the happiest man on gods green earth, but it wasn't to last. It was only a few weeks after she'd accepted my proposal and we had packed a picnic and gone into the hills to lay side by side and watch the stars. In truth, we also wanted time alone as it was becoming harder and harder to control our physical urges and we desperately wanted time to explore each others bodies. We hadn't made love and nor would we until our wedding night, but we certainly had been touching and exploring much more freely since our engagement. I didn't know at the time of course but there was another who had watched Ingrid from afar and loved her with a dark obsession and that night as she and I kissed and touched under a canopy of darkness something snapped.

What happened next haunts me to this day. Everything was perfect, and then it wasn't as something picked me up from where I had been laying on top of my girl and threw me 10 feet away. I landed heavily and looked up to see a man having taken my place over my love, trying to force her to touch him as she had been me. Ingrid was screaming my name, begging for me to help her and I lost my control sending a force toward this intruder that knocked him away from her, but i'd given myself away. The moment he realised what had happened he grinned, and it was a grin so sinister i'll never forget it - he had a new prize. He was so fast, so strong, I could never have stopped him and he tore Ingrid from my arms wasting no time at all before he bit into her neck and drained her in seconds right before my eyes. I didn't understand, and could only watch in horror as her lifeless body fell to the ground before falling my knees. My only salvation in that moment was the knowledge that at least he would kill me too and we could be together in the after life, but he stole that from me too.

He didn't kill me, oh no. He punished me by making me like him. He punished me for having Ingrid's love but making sure I'd have to live an eternity without it. I burned, I begged for death, and when I awoke I was alone in a dark cellar. I didn't know what had happened, only that I wasn't the same as I had been before. I could see clearer, hear better, smell stronger. I was fast, I was strong, and I was thirsty. I tried to escape but found that the sunlight was very effective at holding me prisoner. Every fibre of my being was aching for 2 things, blood, and to get back to the place where I'd last seen Ingrid and find her.

As soon as night fell I escaped and ran back to our spot on the hill, but there was nothing there, even the remnants of our picnic had been removed. I searched for any sign of her, found her scent and tracked it, but I never found her, she was gone. Eventually my need to feed overcame everything else and I ran as far from the village as I could - I didn't want to hurt anyone I had known. I hadn't run long before I found a couple of poor travellors on the road and they became my first meal. I had no name for what I was then, only that I knew I was a monster.

I was alone for a long time after that. I had a darkness in my soul that I was never able to overcome and it burned with a desire for retribution. I hunted the man who had killed my Ingrid and done this to me, though I knew nothing about him beside what he looked like. I wanted to rip him apart slowly and painfully for taking me love and my life away from me. As I had with my magic earlier in my life, I took it upon myself to try and learn and control my new talents and urges. I was 'self-taught' in every area of my life. I stopped counting days, weeks, months, years. The passing of time no longer had any relevance to me. I drank only when I had to, finding no enjoyment in taking human life, and I hunted him.

Decades passed in this way and I travelled the globe in my quest but never found him. I found many other things though. I found entire villages of folks who were able to do magic like I was and was able to procur myself a wand, and books to teach myself with. I found others who were creates of the night like myself and finally heard the word 'vampire' and knew what I was. The burning need for revenge never lessened but became a part of who I was, but as time passed it was no longer the sole focus of my being and I once again began to live and explore the world around me, but I was always searching.

I went back to Vienna in the year 1952 to see what was left of my family. At that point, only 2 sisters and 1 brother still lived though they were all elderly. I watched as my brother Ernest who was the sibling closest in age to myself became ill. My sisters Alexandra & Olga came to their brothers beside and I could not resist seeing them. It was a strange moment, I waited until only the 3 of them were in the room and I came in a window. They reacted as you would expect, as if they had seen a ghost. I had been a boy of 11 years old the last time they saw me, and there I stood over 50 years later looking no older than 17. They couldn't understand, but I was still their brother and curiousity won out as they began to bombard me with questions, its one of my fondest memories as I finally got to be part of my family for one last time. I said my farewells then and they told me where the rest of my family had been buried. I attended each of their funerals in the decade that followed and to this day keep a watchful eye over their descendants, my human family. It's funny really, its taken over 100 years, but soon my family will get a throne back - my great-nephew is to be the next ruler of the principaly of Monaco...

After that I wandered again, learning as I went but I reconnecting however briefly with my family made me feel even more alone than I had previously. I began to seek out others like me, to build friendships and eventually I met a couple, Lorcan & Arabella. They took me under their wing and became kind of parental figures to me. I finally felt like I had a family again. I took their surname D'eath, and we eventually made our way to England.

Over time, our family grew and there are now 5 of us to whom Lorcan & Arabella act as parents. I've finally found a place and although that dark craving in my very soul still burns, i've learnt over the last century the value of patience. My chance will come, or perhaps he's even already dead, there is no way to know for sure, I just have to wait. When 2 of my siblings, Damon & Coraline decided to go back to Hogwarts I jumped at the chance, never having had any kind of magical schooling until then.

I entered Hogwarts as a 5th year student my parents figuring that was probably about the level at which my self-taught magic was, and it wasn't really as if I could really pass for any younger than 15 at an absolute stretch anyway. I was sorted into Ravenclaw which certainly seemed to be the most logical choice given my studious nature, though the sorting had did wonder if perhaps the darkness in my soul would make Slytherin a better fit... I'm now in my 7th year and have found the last 2 years of formal magical schooling hugely beneficial.

We try not to adverstise our true natures to much but after 2 years i'm sure most of the student body have a least noticed that none of my siblings and I have aged at all and have likely figured out what we truly are. Though that's what I love about Hogwarts, you have humans, werewolves and vampires among the student body, but no one really seems to mind too much (other than the blood purists of course - but they'd be easy enough to kill if I really wanted...). It's refreshing to be someone for the first time in my life where I just get to be me and don't have to hide.

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I like to be called,

Anna

Forever young,

18.

Time is of the essence,

NZ - GMT +12

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I also play,

Rosine Lestrage, Jax Goyle, Julia Wood & Ulric Greyback

I love him! Huge hump to get over that history but you nailed it. Yay for our first carrie over 100 <3