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[dareious]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, vertical-align: top;][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][STYLE=width: 250px; font-size: 11px; font-family: georgia; text-align: justify; color: #dedede][STYLE=background-image: url(http://oi45.tinypic.com/6i4coy.jpg); border-radius: 0 40 0 40; -moz-border-radius: 0 40 0 40; -webkit-border-radius: 0 40 0 40; -khtml-border-radius: 0 40 0 40; -ms-border-radius: 0 40 0 40; padding: 10 10 10 10; width: 240px;][STYLE=text-align: right; font: 25px georgia; width: 220px; margin-bottom: -10px;]PERSONALITY:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]LIKES:[/style] Coffee, and tea whilst he’s thinking about it. Extra rare steak – the way it just melts and looks so real…god it’s gorgeous. Muggle bands like The Fratellis and the kooks. Surprising people. Forests, fields, lakes…big, natural open spaces in general. Having an excuse to lose his temper. He’ll lose it anyway, but he likes to cover himself. Irritating people. Especially when they have a false sense of self-importance. Rain storms – just not when they come with thunder and lightening. Daytime. Being bi-lingual, because trolling people in Welsh is so much more fun than in English. Proving people wrong. [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]DISLIKES:[/style] Tofu Heights, quidditch, towers…anything that separates his feet from the ground. The night of the full moon. Fire, excessive heat, flashes of bright light…anything associated with fire. Thunder, shouting matches…general loud noises make him panic. People talking about his family – especially his parents – like they know everything. Cats. He has a very slight allergy to them. Injustice, double standards and prejudices that are still so very real and current. Drugs, alcohol and parties. Abuse of authority. He doesn’t mind if it's teachers or someone in a legal position, like a judge or something. But when it’s authority for the sake of authority, he will not listen. [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]DEMENTOR:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]BOGGART:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]PATRONUS:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]GOALS:[/style] It’s cliché, but he just wants to finish school. He wants to be completely accepted just the way he is too. He wants to be able to be honest about it, but he knows he can’t…not without drastic consequences. [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]SECRETS:[/style] Children terrify him. No, scarp that. Anything small and delicate looking terrifies him. He’s scared he’ll hurt it. He wants to be turned. He’s tired of the mongrel taunts, he’s tired of all that fury coming to nothing at the full moon and he’s tired of fighting everything all the time. This being said, he is terrified of what he might become. He is bi-sexual, but he keeps it locked away tightly. You’ll never see him with a guy or even showing interest in one. He’s far, far too careful. [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]PERSONALITY:[/style] Insane – People have referred to him as ‘insane’ or ‘disturbed’, especially over the last few months. They’ve always known about his violent streak, that had always been present…but in the last three or four months it’s taken over and replaced such a huge part of his personality. Disturbed is what he was labelled as during a trial and by medical professionals at St Mungos. Withdrawn – Once bubbly and outgoing, Dareious has gradually shrunk in to a shell, protected by his label of insanity. He doesn’t mix with people like he used to, preferring his own company, or that of a select few, to the masses he used to be seen around. Volatile – If pushed too hard, he will snap. In fact, he’ll snap for no reason. Some days are better than others; in fact, he can go weeks at a time in a good mood. But then he’ll snap. It’ll be something stupid like someone dropping a pen or sneezing, but it’s just a likely to be because someone got in to his personal space and wouldn’t back down. Studious – Typically Ravenclaw, Dareious has a really thing about studying. He was among the higher scoring students last year but didn’t study half as much as he does now. Books have become his friends these days. Insomniac - He doesn’t sleep, not any more. Well, not enough. He does his best to stay awake as long as possible simply because he cannot stand his own dreams. He’s been told talking about them will help, but it’s bad enough living them as he sleeps, let alone bringing them up when he’s awake too. Possessive – This is probably comes along with the whole wolf slant on his personality. He has to be in control of his things. Even people are counted as things. Obsessive – Muggles call it OCD, but certain rituals have to be performed over and over again to stop things falling apart. He will snap if you don’t let him see them through and you will get hurt. It’s things like having to strip and make his bed three times before even leaving the dorm and he has to always be nearest the door. Aggressive – Dareious can and will take on anyone or anything bigger than he is if he feels provoked or challenged. He might be the baby of his little family ‘pack’ but that doesn't mean he's completely subservient to them all. Anyone other than Fenrir or Seyton are fair game in his eyes, and even then he'll push it with them from time to time. Mute – Dareious used to be chatty, but now you’d be lucky to get more than three or four words a time out of him. Mostly he communicates in yes, no, grunts or paying no attention at all. That, or threats. Antagonistic – Occasionally Dareious will go out of his way to provoke people, to start an argument. Such incidents are rare, but you know when he’s in that mood. His eyes seem to glow with a mischievous light and his tongue is wicked sharp. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - [STYLE=text-align: right; font: 25px georgia; width: 220px; margin-bottom: -10px;]HISTORY:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]BLOOD STATUS:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]MOTHER:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]FATHER:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]SIBLINGS:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]OTHER:[/style] [STYLE=text-align: left; font: 14px georgia; width: 115px; margin-bottom: -10px; color: A2A2A2;]PETS:[/style] He doesn’t have any. He’s never had any. 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[/i]. Though she was young, she was determined that he would not be taken from her. Determined that her child's father would have nothing to do with him for as long as possible.

And so, she left the wizarding world behind for as long as possibly. She knew within months of his birth that the affliction had been passed on to her. Whilst he was the dream child most of the time, come full moon he would cry all night and would refuse to settle for too long. She had no idea how to handle a child like him and so she was forced to return to a world she wanted so desperately to protect him from. She knew deep down he would struggle to find acceptance, but maybe...just maybe someone would know how to deal with him. Someone else would have been through this.

She went to Godric's Hollow first, changing his name from Breeze to Greyback, hoping beyond hope that someone would ignore it. Though, it didn't work. She was welcomed initially, but eventually found herself frozen out and her son excluded from social events that others were welcomed to so readily. It was a miracle that he remained so upbeat and sunny for so long. Though, it was no wonder; his mother's personality was infectious. They did leave though, unable to handle the gradual freezing out of her son. It gained too much attention and they were tracked down in the end. Fenrir wanted his youngest son, but Rhianwen made a vow that day that maybe she shouldn't have. She swore Dareious would never belong to him so long as there was breath in her body and blood in her veins.

So, they moved again, vanishing from the world in to a little village in north Wales known as Llandrillo. Being Welsh speakers made this transition easier. He was still the English rat to them though. For that village, he reverted to Breeze, not wanting to be found again. But some things you cannot escape, no matter how much you try. There was an animal in his blood, some beast in his mind, that would lash out more and more around the full moon. He wouldn't sleep, but instead would wander for hours by star and moon alone. No matter what she tried, he would always get out. He would always get in to arguments and fights and she would always bare the brunt of his temper tantrums.

That was until she met Andrew. Andrew was a dream in so many ways. He was able to handle the little wolf, he didn't for one moment judge or condemn Rhianwen and, best of all, he was a wizard. A muggleborn, true...but a wizard all the same. He had been in Hufflepuff and had seen Rhianwen around in his last two years before leaving. It wasn't all that long before he was moving in and getting a ring on her finger.

It was within months of this happening that he started to change, but only ever around little Dareious. When he drank, he grew angry and spiteful. The 'little mongrel' found himself on the receiving end of exceptional violence. It taught him how to take a hit and to never raise his head around the man, but he learnt precious little else. Over time though, he would learn quick fixes and ways of ignoring pain long enough to not let it show. Eventually, basic ways of healing up more apparent injuries, or at least making them less visible to the naked eye. The violence would escalte though, but always staying hidden from his precious mother.

As it turned out, Andrew had a big problem with what he called 'beasts' and 'half-breeds' like the little mongrel.

When his Hogwarts letter came though, he couldn't be happier. Finally; months at a time without that man around to make it hell for him. However, it was addressed to Dareious Greyback rather than breeze; apparently he didn't get a choice in his name. It was no surprise to him when people shrunk back on hearing his name. No surprise that some even went so far as to refuse to serve his mother. It's one of the reasons he never got a pet; none of them wanted to serve anyone linked to the Greybacks. All this was lost on Dare, it wasn't until he got to Hogwarts and had a chance to read up that he figured out why. History had his father down as a monster.

It started again that summer; the strangers coming to his house, talking to him and trying to get to know him. His mother on edge and Andrew getting worse after every visit. It was when he was burned the first time that he refused to see them again. His mother had gone to London for something and left him with Andrew. Though he was healed by the time she came back, he couldn't forget what had happened. The stench of burning clothes and singed hair, the scars he still carries to this day streaking down his back. All that shouting and screaming made no difference. It just made him shout back. He was thirteen at the time, and he would start to unravel then.

It was his mood swings that went first, though only ever really around the full moon. And the dreams. Oh god the dreams. The first time it happened, he was pretty sure he woke half the tower and good lord did the rest of the school know about it. It followed him after that, never really leaving him alone. There were other occasions that triggered other nightmares; like the time he got locked in his own trunk. Or that time they were in London and he was held over a 12 storey drop. Fears of small spaces and heights kicked in. Loud noises and bright flashes made him jump. Omega; that was the name he got. Bottom of the pack, the weakest, the punchbag. He never fought back.

But you can only kick a man so many times before he snaps.

He was moved far off to a small space in woods a few miles from his home. That was fine by him though; it gave him more time to study, more peace and he saw Andrew less. He took this chance to start learning theory, to start studying non-verbal magic. Of course, without practical sessions there was no way of knowing if he could pull it off. It was a start though. There was one night though, not that far in to the summer break when he got a visitor. Andrew was drunk; same old story. Only this time, something felt wrong. Something in his very bones told him he had to get home. No matter how much he hurt or how many times he fell over, he had to get home. It took him over an hour to get there. And to do this day he wishes he'd got there sooner. The sheer stench of blood was everywhere...he doesn't remember going in to the house, just flashes of anger and a vague memory of holding her already cold body when the ministry arrived. Dare got the blame for that massacre initially, though it didn't take long at all for him to be labelled incapable of harming her. The beatings showed and his memories served them better than they would him. Andrew had beaten her to death for daring to love her son more. Yes, he had lost control, but not once did Dare make the first move. In the end, it was ruled that he simply acted in defence.

Rhainwen's last act was to keep a promise she had made years before; Dareious would never belong to him so long as there was breath in her body and blood in her veins. With her last breath lost to the wind and the earth reclaiming what belonged to it, a still near catatonic Dareious found himself under the care of one Fenrir Greyback and on his way back to Hogwarts.[/ul][/style][/style][/td]

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