User Profile

Name: Bartemius Arsenius Crouch Jr.
Nickname(s): Barty... call him Jr. or Arse (there's a reason he doesn't give his middle name freely) and get hexed... or cursed, if he's feeling particularly nasty.
Age: 17
Birthday: 23 Aug, 1961
Blood Status: Pure-blood
Gender: Male
Wand Type: 10 1/4", black and white ebony, Demiguise hair core, thicker than most and rigid
Patronus: Can't do one. Doesn't even get wisps of light. All his happy memories are lies (LIES,I SAY!) However, if he ever did manage it, it would be a giant mosquito.
Boggart: deep, dark water (he can't swim and has reoccurring nightmares about drowning, or otherwise dying via suffocation)
Amortentia Smells: Orange zest and sulfur
Affiliation: Death Eater wanna-be


Physical

Height: 6' 2"
Weight: underweight for his height, but not sickly
Eye: blue-grey
Hair: brown
Build: tall, very thin, lanky and awkward
Scars, Marks, Tattoos: scars on his left shoulder and wrist from getting knocked off his broom by a Gryffindor Beater when he played Quidditch for the Ravenclaw team (he played Chaser for one year and was mediocre at best)
Disabilities/Handicaps: none
Overall Health: good


Mental

Quirks/Habits: he smokes heavily (taught himself to smoke left handed, so he could study and smoke at the same time, leaving his right hand free to write with), can be a bit narcissistic (even in areas he has no business being cocky about... and sometimes in front of people he shouldn't be cocky in front of. Hey, he may not like his dad, but he's still the son of a Very Important Person in the Ministry.) Also, while he may use "father" in conversation, but he doesn't think of Barty Sr. that way anymore and he never mentally refers to him as such. It's always "Bartemius" in his thoughts.
Likes: HIMSELF, learning (both in school and out), dark arts, pissing off Bartemius (even if Bartemius doesn't really know and thinks Barty's a good boy), drinking, citrus fruit, Arithmancy, rainy days, the taste of blood, his mum
Dislikes: BARTEMIUS SR. (and HYPOCRITES, in general!), Muggles, Mudbloods, Half-bloods, blood traitors, Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors, the Ministry (and every single blowhard that works within it's walls), animals/creatures (magical or not, and especially cats), open bodies of water, small spaces
Favorite Daydream: being powerful
Worst Nightmare: It's a tie between his father somehow making him a miniature version of himself, and going to Azkaban (though, truthfully, he thinks he's too clever to ever get caught in anything, so it's more the first one).


Relationships

Parents: Bartemius Crouch Sr. and Elladora Crouch
Sibling(s): none
Children: He's a 17 year old virgin.
Family History: Barty had a near idyllic childhood, or what he thought was one anyway, growing up thinking his father was practically a superhero. Shortly after he started school at Hogwarts, he was quickly informed via gossip, and sometimes outright mockery, that his father was not the man he thought he was. His father was a hypocrite, who faked righteousness while authorising the very same methods on his targets that he denounced in them. He quickly became disillusioned and withdrew from his father, burying himself in his studies.

His relationship with both parents started to look a little like inverse graphs after he returned from his first year at Hogwarts. His father started seeing the shift in Barty and started working longer hours to avoid seeing what was happening to his family, while his mother clung tighter to her son, babying him a little in hopes she could get back what he had when he was still young. His relationship with his mother is still strong, even if based on pretense, and his relationship with his father is shattered, though they both go through the motions. He thinks his father believes the lies he's told himself about his son, whereas Barty thinks he's finally looking at his father with eyes wide open for the first time ever.

(Additionaly, he's Dorcas Meadowe's dear, sweet Nephew *cackle* and is distantly related to the Blacks, Prewetts, Weasleys, etc., etc. Aren't all Pure-bloods?)

Friends: Mostly Slytherins in his year and the year above his. He was practically disowned by his own house (Ravenclaw) once his interest in blood purity and Dark Arts began to cultivate.
Enemies: his father, anyone who gets in his way... anyone who can't tell their arse from a hole in the ground deserves at least a good hexing, too.


Intimate Relationships

Marital Status: single
Significant Other: none
Sexual Preference: he assumes he likes girls, but hasn't thought beyond that, has no experience, and hasn't really "clicked" with anyone... so it's sort of a moot assumption at this point. His fantasies tend to run a bit violent, so maybe he doesn't really like girls... or anyone at all.
Sexual Experience: none... he's never even kissed anyone, but if you asked, he'd probably say he thinks he'd be great in the sack! He earned 12 OWLS, with an O in Transfiguration, Charms, Ancient Runes and Arithmancy; how hard could sex possibly be? Insert tab A into slot B, pull out, repeat.
Past Relationships: none
Relationship Goals: none


Occupation and Recreation

Occupation: student
Place of Employment/Study: Hogwarts
Place of Residence: Wizarding London, in a manor with his mum (and dad, when Bartemius feels generous enough to grace them with his presence), not far from the Ministry
Occupation Related Skills: He's a very good student and will soak up just about anything put in front of him as well as the things that aren't
Hobbies, Non Occupational Skills: speed-reading, good on a broom, working on learning to transfigure himself (it's his best subject, though this particular aspect of it often ends with embarrassing results right now), multi-tasking, compartmentalising emotion, torturing cats/other student's pets (what? it's a hobby!)


This journal is for farfromgracerpg. I don't own Barty crouch Jr. or DJ Qualls. No money is being made. Don't sue, yo.

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