Ivaylo Zhefarovich-Dolohov
Father / Sadist / Protective / Cruel
- Messages
- 234
- OOC First Name
- Kaitlyn
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Married
- Sexual Orientation
- Heterosexual
- Wand
- Curly 12" Unyielding Laurel Wand with Hippogriff Feather Core
- Age
- 8/2024
The day was cloudy, thankfully. If it were sunny, Ivaylo Zhefarovich-Dolohov would not be outside at all. Instead, he would be inside, shying away from the sunlight. He might freak people out by hissing at it if he wanted to. Some people might have thought that he would be a vampire, but that would be ridiculous. A vampire going to Hogwarts, learning magic. Vampires could not do magic at all, and Ivaylo could do a lot! Well, if one counts Lumos and Nox as a lot starting out. It was more than those wretched mudbloods. The other houses, well, Ivaylo could not hate on any of them. All of them had at least a family member in them. Nicolas Styx and Jean Snow were both pure-bloods in Gryffindor. That was impressive. Zinaida was in Hufflepuff, and that house meant that a person was loyal. It never said which side that the person would be loyal to though. He sighed and he wondered what he wanted to do today. Something good at least, but what would it be? He looked around outside, and he found nothing really. There was nothing around. Well, people were around but that was about it. That was not enough for him.
Some people were not worth his time. Ivaylo walked back into the castle since there was nothing to do. He found himself eventually inside the student lounge, which was sans people. Good. He could be alone here. Being alone meant that he could get some reading and some work done. What he wanted to do, that was a mystery. So, Ivaylo pulled out a book from his bag since he always carried some sort of book on him at all times. He started to read it. It was all about the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters. Seeing his relatives mentioned in the book always brought a sense of pride to him, and nothing would ever change that, no matter what. He liked reading about these things. The Scitorari, what little he heard from them, they all made him laugh since he did not think they made much sense. But that was his thoughts. He might end up joining them in the future, he would never know!
Some people were not worth his time. Ivaylo walked back into the castle since there was nothing to do. He found himself eventually inside the student lounge, which was sans people. Good. He could be alone here. Being alone meant that he could get some reading and some work done. What he wanted to do, that was a mystery. So, Ivaylo pulled out a book from his bag since he always carried some sort of book on him at all times. He started to read it. It was all about the Dark Lord and the Death Eaters. Seeing his relatives mentioned in the book always brought a sense of pride to him, and nothing would ever change that, no matter what. He liked reading about these things. The Scitorari, what little he heard from them, they all made him laugh since he did not think they made much sense. But that was his thoughts. He might end up joining them in the future, he would never know!