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Professor - Death Eater
Jasper Darten
THE RECORDS BIRTH DATE: 07/04/1972FORMER HOUSE: Slytherin BLOOD STATUS: Pure-Blood ABILITIES: Seer, WAND: silver lime, dragon heartstring, 12 Inches. Unbending. FAMILY: Great-Great Grandmother Kaula Darten(deceased) Barnabas Darten (Grandfather, Deceased) Meda Darten (Grandmother, Deceased) Kaula Darten (Mother) Jasper Wood (Father) PERSONALITY Jasper has been described as deranged, cold and sarcastic. Since his release from Azkaban he has fleeting moments where he finds himself losing touch with reality, although he embraces these moments and claim they are to do with his seeings. He has a tendancy to become confused, causing him to have violent outbursts. He greatly favours students of pureblood and often ignores those of half-blood, despite the fact they are welcome at Hogwarts. He detests blood tratiors and uses methods of Divination to try to squeeze information from his students. He is not beyond intimidating his students to gain information. He prefers solitude to company as he dislikes the company of other people, he much prefers to be alone with his own thoughts and tea leaves. One might suggest he his a dreamer and despite the fact he is a seer, holds no talent in other forms of Divination. He states that the non gifted see what they want to see and not what may come to pass and that Divination is not a subject you can teach to the unenlightened. He holds little faith in other people and trusts only himselve. He is paranoid that other death eaters may be plotting against him, which makes his hostile and defensive. Jasper has little experience with those of the opposite sex and he holds little interest in them, the only benefit he can see is to keep the pureblood line running, but its not something he deems as his responsibility. Prophecies J.D to K.D 4th June, 1984 He shall be the key to a power that will cherish magic above all else. J.D to K.D 29th May, 1993 He shall fall before he rises and once again be thrice defeated by the one he marked as his equal. J.D to L.V 2nd May, 1998 Neither can live while the other survives. The bond shall not be severed until the sixth meets its end. Tonight the one with the power to defeat the Dark Lord will fail and the Dark Lord shall rise more powerful than before. Tonight...before the twelfth hour strikes he shall turn and the Dark Lord will be victorious. The Past I come from a long line of Dartens who's magic can be traced back many generations. We have lived in Mould-on-the-Wold for as long as anyone can remember. My Great-Great Grandmother was a seer who made several prophecies. Wizards and witches would travel far and wide to have a reading from her. Her daughter was not a seer and despite the fact the Dartens produced a line of talented witches and wizards, non held the power of a seer. My Grandmother was convinced the skill had been lost with my My Great-Great Grandmother Kaula, until I proved them all wrong. There was nothing extraordinary about me, as a child I exhibited small signs of magic, but there was no suggestion I would have the talents of a seer. My early years were wracked with tension and darkness, my father was a death eater and often spouted the Dark Lords sentiments at home. From a young age my knowledge of the Dark Arts was extensive, of course I had no idea how to perform such magic, but my understanding of the arts was greater than what I would expect from a young child. I was close to my father and he taught me a great deal about what our magic mean't and how our bloodline mean't we were supior in the magical world. 1981 was the year the Dark Lord fell and my father was killed. After the Dark Lord fell my father went into hiding, he was on a list the Ministry held of suspected Death Eaters. My father fought the Ministry to the very end, leaving my mother and myself behind. Hogwarts was possibly the best years of my young life, away from my cold dreary home, I flourished within the warm welcoming walls of Hogwarts. I was sorted into Slytherin and found I had a talent for potions, defense against the dark arts and herbology. My interest in the dark arts continued to develop and I made friends with a small group of slytherins who shared my interests. Together we would practise the spells we held so much interest in. It wasn't until the summer of 1984 that my true skills came to light. It was a warm evening and my mother and I were sat in our humble garden gazing up at the stars. I don't recall what happened next, I only knew that one moment my mother was in her chair, the next she was beside me gazing anxiously into my face. That was my first seeing and while we had no idea what it could mean, we celebrated the gift we thought our family had lost. I left Hogwarts and found myself at loss for a profession, to be quite honest nothing appealed to me. I had high born ideas of what a pureblooded wizard with skills like mine should have and I had very little of anything. All of our money had been squandered away. I found myself moving from wizarding Inn to Inn and sukulking in Knockturn alley looking for something that would bring me some fortune. Eventually I found myself back at my mothers door, dishivelled, bitter and frustrated with life. No one valued the old families the way they should. I wasn't there long, the frustration of my plight that had been bottled up began to over flow and in the same village were Percival Dumbledore had attacked three muggles. I let my frustration out on the family of muggles that lived next door to us. I sat amongest the debris and devistation I had caused, feeling strangely calm. It didn't take them long to find me. I was arrested for the murder of three muggles and sent to Azkaban. I was in Azkban for what felt like an eternity. Until one day he appeared and offered me a way out. It wasn't difficult to prove my loyalty to him and I was given the dark mark for my efforts. It was I who made the prophcy that Potter would fail. With three prophcies under my belt I was chosen to become the Divination Professor at Hogwarts. A role certainly worthy of my time and I hope I can be of great use to the Dark Lord. Slayer - 23 - uk- female |
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