- Messages
- 691
- OOC First Name
- Ghost
- Blood Status
- Pure Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single (Not Looking)
- Sexual Orientation
- Demisexual
- Wand
- Curly 11 Inch Rigid Blackthorn Wand with Basilisk Skin Core
- Age
- 8/12/2046
Cassius Styx had a habit of giving off some horrible first impressions, especially when he was a first and second year. He was such an angry kid that took out a lot of his anger on Gregory Friend. Now, he was a sixth year Prefect, and he had a lot going for him once he left the school. He made straight Outstandings, but of course he did because he felt that he was the best the school had. He was a pureblood, came from the prestigious Styx and Zhefarovich family, and had the looks to boot. One could say that he had it all. Cass thought that he did. He really had everything he wanted and more.
Although, there was still something else that was missing. No, he had best friends and everything - including Veronica. Even if she might have had a thing for the previous Head Boy with the stupid name. He doubted that any of his family members would soil themselves with a muggle bloodline. At least, any of his siblings. He knew that there were some that loved to rebel and end up causing his grandfather to have an aneurysm. It was almost like they had a bet going on over who would suffer his wrath, or keel over. Cass was not one of them at all. No, he was in the lounge, just reading over some of his family’s history. Written in Bulgarian of course. And taking up the entire couch.
Although, there was still something else that was missing. No, he had best friends and everything - including Veronica. Even if she might have had a thing for the previous Head Boy with the stupid name. He doubted that any of his family members would soil themselves with a muggle bloodline. At least, any of his siblings. He knew that there were some that loved to rebel and end up causing his grandfather to have an aneurysm. It was almost like they had a bet going on over who would suffer his wrath, or keel over. Cass was not one of them at all. No, he was in the lounge, just reading over some of his family’s history. Written in Bulgarian of course. And taking up the entire couch.