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ChristianMalice is a 22 year old (DOB: June 16, 1995) pure-blood wizard living in wherever he is when the sun goes down.. He wields a 12" Redwood, Demiguise Hair wand, and is a member of the unsorted masses of Hogwarts students just off the train eagerly crowding around the Sorting Hat. His favorite Harry Potter book is Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince and his favorite Harry Potter character is Voldemort.

About Me
Christian is a bit of a sociopath. He doesn't talk much to others, but seems to be hurting immensely inside. He was 3 when Voldemort killed his family. For some reason though... Christian was spared and taken by Voldemort, where he was tortured every day. Voldemort abused his mind, driving him nearly insane with sorrow. One day, Voldemort made him stare at the lifeless corpse of his mother the entire day. That finally broke Christian, he ended up making himself forget how to love and care just to stay sane. Mysteriously, one day Christian, now 16, woke up outside of Hogwarts, The School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had a wand at his feet, with a note reading "You are the next Riddle"

He acts angry and distant, but his aggresion hides one of the lonliest souls imaginable. In his eyes, he doesn't deserve the company of others because of what he is. He hates himself for being nothing but a pawn for Voldemort, and refuses to allow himself to just be happy. Christian hides another person inside of him that nobody sees but him. Beneath all his anger and sadness, he's still an innocent young boy, who cares deeply for others, and refuses to let others be hurt because of him. He fears if he lets his true self show, he may be vulnerable to a repeat of his past. Recently, he has become much more unstable and violent. Wearing an odd mask at times, and other times seeming sad and depressed. He had just begun to learn how to love again when he made an oblivious error and ruined it all. Now he harbors more hate and malice than before...


"You don't want to know me."


"Why not?"


"Because I don't even want to know me..."