"We Slytherins are brave, yes, but not stupid. For instance, when given the choice, we will always choose to save our own necks."
Hi, my name is William Dante Nott the Third
But I mostly go by Tay
I'm a Male
I'm Seventeen years old.
My birthday is June 11
My dream job is ....well I'm not sure, an international spy, I suppose?
My blood status is pure
This is my Seventh year here at Hogwarts.
The house I'm in is Slytherin
I'm interested in women
I'm currently single
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm a stark contradiction. On one hand, I used to be laid-back, easy going, and able to get any and every person involved in any scheme, but on the other hand my unruly temper, absolutely no patience, haughty biased opinions, an indefinite lack of morals, and over dramatic- albeit- boisterous tendencies has, flourished. In all reality, I’m not perfect, as much as I try to portray the image that I am to preserve the family name in high esteem, but I do have a quick wit, and sharp intellect. I'm cunning, and manipulative, I have to be the best in everything I do.
I was, at one point, overshadowed with a darkness, but it didn't last. Instead, I followed that darkness, and it lead me to a world of possibilites. I still don't know what career I plan to pursue, but I have feeling it won't be long until I do.
My background story is My mother died giving birth to me, and my father found it a bit difficult to raise me, without siblings, and run the family business. But my father was always an honorable man, and he always wanted what was best for me because most of my youth had been spent with tutors, begrudgingly (as I detest authority figures) learned to dance, to speak, to talk, walk, and present myself pristinely, along with other classes of language, horesback riding, mannerisms, and of course, knowledge (predominately of the History of the Nott family lineage and wealth,) until I would be whisked away to Hogwarts.
I invoked a lot of fights during my early years at Hogwarts, to which, I almost always lost. I could never really make friends, the only that i had, in the end, used me. Roi Antiguo could hardly be called a friend, in any sense of the word. He had been inside Woil Noinnei, but before long, he went inside of me. It didn't last, regardless, I didn't want it to. I had no idea what he had planned, until it was too late. When he jumped vessels, leaving me free and the lion trapped--I had to take my chances. i went to von Ichval, despite everything that Professor Rosier had warned, i told her. If there's anyone in this world that can quell the demon, it'll be her.
And once it's finally gone, I'll have the time and effort to find Xilan once again, and possibly join his ranks.. If not, I'll take liege under my uncle, and pull the strings of the underground wizarding world.
I enjoy
•fencing
•horseback riding
•waking up at four in the afternoon
•tea
•cats
•fighting
I despise
•flying
•heights
•making a fool of myself
•know-it-alls
•and did I mention flying?
I'm afraid of myself.
My strengths are well—my brute strength, my stealth and adaptation. I’m skilled in weaponry, most proficient with a rapier. Compartmentalizing my emotions, and my solitude.
My flaws are my inability to control my magic, my fear of heights, my distinct inability to socialize, my incessant rage, and, of course, my feelings for…her...
I look like
Josh Hartnett
My wand is a 15 3/4” Mahogany, Augurey feather; with words of Latin lightly inscribed along the ornately designed handle
My pet is an Eurasian Eagle Owl named: Drogo
Oh yes, there's something else I need to tell you! Aside from my terrible fear of heights, the painful knot on my ribs which can grow in size according to how much strenuous activities I’m involved in; I’ve been diagnosed with ODD. Oppositional Defiant Disorder, in other words, I have a bit of a nasty anger problem and it often interferes with my life... and the lives of others.
Family History and Information: Tay's father, William Dante Nott the Second, 11th Duke of Wales, and Keeper of the Nott Castle and Estates, making Tay:
William Dante Nott the Third, 12th Duke of Wales, and Keeper of the Nott Castle and Estates
The family crest consists of a grand black bullmastiff over a stark silver banner, their words are, Sanguis, Munus, Honos, = Family, Duty, Honor.
Major Families sworn to them are: Frost, Montague, Rosier, Burke, Greengrass, Flint, Zabini, Harolds, Bonds, Murray.........
Their ways are of the Old Ways. Back when magic was passed through blood and kin, before the muggles had begun to steal the magic right out from under their noses. Their time was one of secret, where wizards and muggles had little-if any- interactions. Where muggles were pawns for their own game of power, or slaves, in other areas. Back before there was a Minister of Magic, there were kings and queens. Holdfasts, and castles, and only the resources of owls, or horseback, to carry them from place to place, before portkeys, and before the Floo System could sprout. Where blood was as sacred as the magic was taught, where family and duty and honor were held in high esteem, where the world of one weighed heavily upon each person, rather then the appointed officials of today.
~Utsuha
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